kisses from a saviour

the tears burn like acid
scorching the skin, till your a skeleton
just a pile of bone dumped on the floor

sweet kisses from the razor
releases the pain ,puddles of ruby liquid flows out
almost over..

blood shot eyes
take a cupple of pills to ease the pain
I'm leaving tonight

if you were me you'd do the same
I held on so tight
I was so strong
this life is just so wrong

Reviews

[Jake Donald Stephens]

Yes. This life, and this world, are very, very wrong.
I'm supposed to be the older, responsible adult person who tells you that it's going to be okay, and it's just a phase we all go through, and you won't always feel like this. But I hate to lie.
I'm around if you ever want to talk or something.
Unless, of course, this is just an artistic statement with no basis in how you really feel. In that case..... Great poem. Very powerful. :)