Virgo

Virgo stood, mismatched from her symbol

Of a pretty girl, I faced into the looking-glass,

Naked body, words cut into my sides, withered by scars and

Framed by welts. Razor-blade-engravings, you never see this girl.

 

Necklaces, coarse cheap thread scratching my neck,

The only reason that I wear them.

Scissors, drag them along my chest, bleed through my AC/DC tee-shirt.

It doesn't really matter, I can't always feel the blade

The deeper you cut, the more you feel.

 

Virgo lay in the dark, sobbing, contemplating the end.

I kept record of every insult you threw at me, wrote them down

And trained myself to believe them.

Screaming, strangled by sobs, this girl you never see,

I wish she wasn't me.

Reviews

[Rob Santana]

WIthered by scars and framed by welts,hahaha insane wordage!!!! I love it. Razor blades and blood with a pinch of AC/DC awesome mix. Hey check out my pic of my AC/DC monopoly boardgame on my profile pics. I've seen them live many times,f****n incredible!!!