Blood Flower

[moshpitmurderr]

I lay on the floor sobbing
My hands clasped in prayer
Begging that someone would walk in and find
Pathetic me lying there.
I needed some salvation
Or at least a bandage for my wrist
But why should I be so lucky
As to have a friend to do all this?
My tears burned my scars and
My arms were a shade of rose
For the blood I'd shed to stain them
Was as red as the

Comments

[kasuchans]

A) Yes, I would be the friend to do that, and

B) Gosh, you're so stereotypical emo! Black, suicide, poetry... What's next, above-the-face 45 degree angle Myspace photos?

[moshpitmurderr]

I'M NOT EMO DX

I just, you know, like black. And tried to commit suicide. And used to cut. And was depressed. And am severely unstable. BUT THAT DOESN'T MAKE ME EMO! D:

[kasuchans]

Yo, add me on my new account.

[kasuchans_v2]

This one.