| Blood-Soaked Sheets by Samantha Starr Bleeding on these sheets, so white and pure... I ruin everything eventually, so why not them? And my arm is art, I swear... You want me to suceed in life, don't you? My heart throbs, pounding with the pain It flows through my veins and I cry. Things are so confusing now, But I have found my escape. In these blood-soaked sheets somewhere, I've found the answer, don't you see? I ruin love, I ruin life, I've even ruined you... So why would it matter if I ceased to be? Deeper I fall into my logic, deeper is the pain... Deeper is the cut on my arm, deeper the blood soaks in. Deeper is my love for you, deeper is the puddle of tears... And I'll cut just a little bit deeper this time, I fear ... this time I'll cut til I die |
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