Monday, December 20, 2010

Being Emo

Rain, rain, go away ,
Because of you the pain will stay .
Slit my throat, cut out my heart ,
Leave me here, tear it apart .
Poison tears stream down my face ,
My heart beats at a steady pace
As I try to stand again ;
Alone and standing in the rain .
I don’t need you anymore . . .
It's what I think while my tears pour .
I hate you like I hate my life
Love is what cuts like a knife .
Love is death and death is you ;
Its pain stains like a black tattoo .
Those memories come back again and
Bind me in the ropes of pain .
Crimson blood streams down my head
Like a long, silk ribbon tied by a thread ,
To a platinum bullet, a hole in my skull . . .
Now just a memory that’s faded and dull .

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