Never really

Sliding lips
of blood stained kisses
nothing much
but sin on sin
crashing metal of insane knives
The blade you know to well
enough to notice
the small new nicks in the steel.

Cursing as blood slowly edges down your skin
knowing you
swallowing you
making things seem so whole
its a mood
a tingling way to find
Not to sure of outcomes
yet not so sure of hate
each step breaths upon you
dark mist no longer surrounds you
metephors seem so useless
in describing pain felt through you

Its a falling sensation
a hollow in your stomach
being to ashamed to breath
to depressed to wake.
Its nothing that eats at you until theres nothing left
killing you
finding you
feeling you
beating you
you can drive it away
ake a pill
and forget its there
until it finds a way through
the medicated brick wall
there is a hole
in your reasoning
making you beleive your worthless
nothing more
than something less

I cant tell a lie
its never found me
never been me
ive watched it conquer many
watched it slowly bring abiout the endless war
i will hide
and hop
it never finds me
never swallows me.

IIts to late i believe
to watch it fall
I dont think it will be beat
if we stand alone
yet how do we know
we are not alone
if we never feel together
never feel hole
never really feel...