by Cumming

Created on: May 28, 2008

I just wanna know
The difference in my heart
I desperately hope
To be in a dream I need to part.

As the silver shine
Touches my skin
I dig in waiting for an answer
As I drink more Gin.

I can press harder, and harder
But all I have is a scratch
A pin, a knife, scissors
No feelings begin to hatch

I see the cut get deeper
But still I do not bleed
The doctor is lost as I explain
There is no pulse to read

I'm dead inside
No blood, no brain
Why am I still "alive"
All I need is pain

I'm convinced this has to be a nightmare...
So why don't I believe it?

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