f.o.r.e.v.e.r. r.o.t.

Mystique420

Pour gasoline all over my paper stars,
The carved hearts in my skin, leave such pretty scars,
Love me, [Love me not...],
You can choose to save me, or leave me to f.o.r.e.v.e.r rot.

Do you know what it feels like to bleed your life away?
Some say life is nothing, but a game. Do you even dare to play?
I have to reassure myself that I'm alive,
Now a days only the ..strong.. can survive.

Perhaps, I'm just a (little) weak,
I keep wishing for the happiness that I'll -never- seek,
Can you honestly say that you bleed like me?
I've become my own worst enemy.

I'm running away from the image in my mirror,
The reflection glaring back, I'll always fear,
Shove my insecurities down my throat once again,
Sinking deeper and deeper into my self made pain.

Tear away at my corroded mind,
To the world's harsh reality, I'm just blind,
My soul is tainted by numerous lies,
Maybe I'm just wilting away, like bittersweet goodbyes.

Darling, rescue me, I'm falling too fast,
[No...don't, I think I like how the pain continues to last],
I just don't have the determination to live anymore,
Besides, there's too many things [not] to live for
Roses intertwine my beautiful self made suicide,
I told you that I was going to be okay, [Looks like I lied...].

catefrances

in answer to the first question. yes i do.


it is such a pleasure to read your work mystique.
sometimes i see in it a reflection, other times it's revelation.
thank you.

Mystique420

catefrances wrote:

in answer to the first question. yes i do.


it is such a pleasure to read your work mystique.
sometimes i see in it a reflection, other times it's revelation.
thank you.

you're welcome dear,... replies are the revelation to me,.. i'm always humbled.