Poisoned Razor Blades

Writing for love is a pas wrote:AUTHOR'S NOTE*** Lordgluzman and myself wrote this together***


You have poisoned the wretched blood in my veins,
My wrists aren't the only things that are stained.
The blood won't come out fast enough for me,
I'm cutting away our history.

I loved, I cared, I thought of you my dear ,
But us getting to the final end is near.
I treated you like a soft cute toy,
But you treated my like a brute that you would destroy.

Crushed razors on my bed,
I can no longer take the images in my head.
I’m not the only one who likes the pain,
Therefore there is no reason to call me insane.

Now of the truth I have spoken,
But what I see stabbing hearts is your token.
You think you got it all,
You think you can make me beg and crawl.
But I shall stand tall.

Shattered blades on the floor,
It’s not like it’s never been done before.
Don’t worry this is not the end,
My many wounds, they will mend.

Be ready when the blooded scars and wounds will mend,
I will make sure that all your bones of emotion will bend.
Ow and don't worry,
It's not the end of your sad life story.
Even when I will do that I still recommend you to hurry!

Running won't do your soul any good.
I'm watching you from the corners of you tiny existence.
Your eyes will bleed form your true form,
I will take down your defences.

It won't be hard,
My bloody razor blade shard,
Might kill me before it kills you.
So you can see what you've driven me to.

Thank you too

Thanks guys!!!!

I think that we make a good team!

shit!!!!!!!!!!!!teamwork is better the the original crap---------------just team up withthis guy and your poems will be better but ot your stories because those are already good

I really like this poem, it is very neat and full of that fun suicidal emotion. But the meter drove me a little crazy, there were a few points in the poem where the lines didn't flow as well as it could but that was my only problem. So two thumbs up. : )

*heheheh*

tempting, but I will fix the punctuation!

Nice. Good work You two.

Ahem now to work.

You have poisoned the wretched blood in my veins,
My wrists aren't the only thing that is stained.
The blood won't come out fast enough for me,
I'm Hacking away our history.

I loved, I cared, I thought of you my dear
But us getting to the final end is near
I treated you like a soft cute toy
But you treated my like a brute that you would destroy

Crushed razors on my bed
I can no longer take the images in my head
I’m not the only one who likes the pain
Therefore there is no reason to call me insane

We really do good as team!!! I think we should this more.

Wow so cool, Its really hits me. It reminds me of someone *looks around the room pretending its not her*

Brilliant keep up the good work friend.