Saturday, Oct. 18, 2003
and none of this was ever yr fault
and this is the part where i say that there isnt anything i want more than you
and this is the part where i say that i guess i'll be just fine
and this is the part where i say that i should have known that it couldnt happen
and this is the part where i punish myself off for being so easily hurt
but reaching for the razorblade is like walking blind into a clearly signed minefield
where do i go
which way do i move
how far should i walk
and how i explain it to people back home when im cut bleeding and broken
its been four weeks
and im fantasising about the blood
its been four weeks
and im stroking my scars away
its been four weeks
and im trying to remember the release
there is no way to count
the times ive sat
naked alone in the bath
ive traced the razor up my leg
back down and up again
ive had some wicked desire
to rip the plastic casing
and roll around in a bath of blades
but i wont
but i dont
but i cant
four weeks
four weeks
four weeks
thissidedown at 9:18 am