The End of Me

Dissect me until my blood flows.
Maybe then the pain will go.
Tear me into pieces.
Maybe then the anger releases.  
Cut me open till the blood drips. 
Then I may feel your lips.
Steal my tears till my eyes go dry.
Then you might see how I try
Stab deep into my heart. 
Maybe then we won't be apart.
Fall high off that edge.
Maybe then to me you'd pledge. 
Fire bullets straight into my brain. 
Hopefully that will end the pain.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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