Slicing,
Dicing,
I am bleeding again.
It flows down my arms,
And falls to the floor.
Pooling around my feet,
Then spreading far and wide.
I just want the pain,
To stop again,
And I want the demons,
To be quiet once more.
Maybe this time,
I will find peace,
And hopefully,
I won't wake again.
Take me now,
I'll give you my blood,
If you'll take my life.
My chaotic existence,
Is coming to an end,
And no one will know.
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