Go to sleep and close your eyes,
and dream of broken butterflies,
that tore there wings against a thorn,
you know the pain that they have bourne.
Sliver metal shine so bright,
scarlet blood that feels so right,
dream of blood trickling down,
and wake up before you drown.
The moonlight shining off your tears,
as you bleed out your worst fears,
so tonight when you start to cry ,
whisper the cutters lullaby:
Hushabye baby , your almost dead,
you don’t have a pulse and your pillow is red,
your family hates you, your friends let you bleed,
sleep tight with a knife cause that’s all that you’ll need.
Rockabye baby, broken and scarred,
you didn’t know that life would be this hard,
time to end the pain that you hid so well,
so down you go baby
straight back to hell.
2 comments
:,) quite beautiful please don’t succeed! You write so eloquently you should share more with the world. It is a shame how some of the most beautiful things have to come with such incredible pain
Thank you. And I doubt anyone else would enjoy my writing. Thank you though I appreciate it. 🙂