//where are my thoughts?

It doesn't take much to cover a small cut, it needs a bandage under his sleeves. They just want attention, we all want attention & a sin to confess. goodnight, sleep tight, don't lie. Headfirst for halos. Never too late. Black Dahlia. I'll sleep when I'm dead

She will leave you deaf & bewildered, oh how she floats like a butterfly, sting like a killer. Then she closed her eyes & found relief in a knife. Breaking the habit. Someone out there loves you. Bullet. Iris. Ready to fall. Sarcasm. In the end. Hurt. Knives and pens