09-12-04
I come to you...
The outlet to this heartache is only more sorrow... For the new pain will take my mind off the old.
Slice my skin & cut my wrists...
My blood pours out so beautifully in rhythm with the melancholy song my heart is always singing...
Don't question me~I fear that it would be an impossibility to give you an answer & ease your curiosity.
Close my eyes & ears,& sew my mouth shut, No longer shall i know this evil.
This evil that lingers in the air all around me & allows me not to sleep,not to feel.I'm numb now.
I feel no hurt.no pain..I am hollow...
And living has no meaning to me.
Oh sweet, beautiful death- my beloved friend...I am lost..I am alone, wonderfully alone.
Left saddened, with my lonely sorrow & broken smile...
My dear friend, I come to you-
No longer must you continue to be patient with me...I come to you..it's true.
My faithful death, I come to you.