A Razorblades Kiss

Her bruises hidden behind cloth stained rose red
gashes run deep through her cold flesh
determined to never be broken.

She holds in every aching scream that burns her throat
every tear that has shed is swiftly blinked away
but every scar that protrudes through her skin,
can never be covered up in the eyes of her being

Memories of the war she faught against herself
cicatrice reminds her that she lost
she'd rather hurt herself then ever to hurt you
a razorblades kiss she gives to you

She could never forget you
every slash on her wrist, every carving on her arm
constantly reveals memories of you

Kill her heart, conquer her soul, stop her bleeding
let the last pulses express fear
let the last tears show pain
don't ever forget she actually loved you,
for you.

She talks to herself now, for she trusts no one else
how many times can a heart shatter,
and be expected to continue beating
a razorblades kiss she gives to you.