words

a laugh with deep breathes
small bruises turn with blood
nails clamp onto the sickly skin
fingers run across with a push
loud wispers die within the clouds
will this be a goodbye
or a goodnight
sick forgiven words
horror of each one thats found
deathly screams
hanging curtains of the past
stealing the light
goodbye
i wish for this to end
so i can be done being a sin
aching pain in my side
throbbing brain, wanting to die
forgiven is all i hope i am
as the nails dig ferther in
why should i feel this way
when im the victim
propably another he had wished he tooken away
i wish to go ahead and die
i dont want to feel like this for the rest of my life