A Subliminal Message

My memories haunt my nightmares at night they creep, they sneak, they make me cry all these memories build up inside I'm starting to die, everysingle night two tears trickle down my cheek the memory of when i was weak it's a knife stabbing through deeper inside, it wants you in and out the knife it stabbed you wanted to bleed but lies overwhelmed it makes you sad you don't understand what I hide it's to terrible to admit two knives wanting to take my life two knives in love with blood at first site but I want you, you to stab I want to see the blood you produce I want to see the blood when it comes from you you are strong, sharp and fierce come to me, stab me but violently it won't hurt I am numb to pain pain and blood turn me on so when I sleep stab me violently...