Cut Me Open, Baby
Cut me open,
Make me bleed out again,
I'm the one with the knife but, baby,
You know you're the one who made me do it
So cut me open,
Make me bleed out again,
Pour in your words of poison once more,
Cause baby, that's the least of my worries
I cut myself open,
I let myself bleed out again,
You can poke round on the inside, baby,
But please stop tugging at the strings of my heart
Cut me open,
Make me bleed out again,
I'm dying inside anyway and, baby,
That was no suicide it was homicide thanks to you
See me crying, baby,
Tears rolling into my hair
Watch me dying, baby,
Blood around me in my empty lair
So cut me open, baby,
I don't care,
I'm already in too deep.
Make me bleed out again,
I'm the one with the knife but, baby,
You know you're the one who made me do it
So cut me open,
Make me bleed out again,
Pour in your words of poison once more,
Cause baby, that's the least of my worries
I cut myself open,
I let myself bleed out again,
You can poke round on the inside, baby,
But please stop tugging at the strings of my heart
Cut me open,
Make me bleed out again,
I'm dying inside anyway and, baby,
That was no suicide it was homicide thanks to you
See me crying, baby,
Tears rolling into my hair
Watch me dying, baby,
Blood around me in my empty lair
So cut me open, baby,
I don't care,
I'm already in too deep.
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Yeah... I wrote this poem to portray the pain of being mistreated or abused or backstabbed by a loved one. I hope you can't relate to the feeling of pain and hurt but I ope you do enjoy my poem :)Read, rate, tell all you friends :)
xo
Niamh