pick a knife,
draw your sword,
any sharp object will do.
pick, randomly.
idc.(i dont care)

bare chest, i await.
for a cold sharp,
knife to press and
be thrusted into my skin.

strap me down,
close my eyes tight.
i dont see it..
but i feel it.

the day, you said its over.

by Dislocated Heart

Comments (4) speechless i hav gone thru pain like that too
omg... i love this... its so well....
a nice way to say what i could never. a pain very few can heal. i'm there. good job.
wow....deep. wonderful job.