Poems/Lyrics

Crimson.

Crimson:

Shame, Hopelessness, Worthlessness, Careless, No Good

The blade kisses my skin,

I ask am I giving in,

I’m tired of being numb,

Somehow I came undone,

I swear this pain is real,

It’s the one thing that makes me feel, 

I see crimson again,

Can I make it to the end,

Blood red weeping from my soul,

Should I just let go………

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