Blood Is My Certificate

Some random thing I wrote... comment please xx
Blooded knives laying upon my floor,
Tears rolling down my face, carrying the coal black mascara,
I peer out into the night, stillness and black, no stars in the moonlit sky,
No sign of life, just me that’s alive…
I wish for death as I close my eyes,
I wish for Satan’s dark wings to smother me, and carry me away…
And allow me to be reborn into a world where I belong…
The night is cold, and quiet…there’s nothing, just like my heart…
Slowly beating my life away… I wish death would find me quicker…
I have given up with trying, and failing… I am a failure…
I can’t do anything right, apart from this…blood is my certificate.

By Gemma B
Published: 4/25/2008

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