and what do you want from me God?
What do you want from Me?
I end up back on the same Cycle,
Washing up this Hurt,
Wondering why you even Gave me a Heart?
Why you even Put me Here?
Why did you add Bleach as People,
Why did you add the Salt to Soften,
Why does it Burn?
What do you want from Me?
Why do you make it hurt so bad?
Why does the pain trickle down into my chest?
Like thorns shading the Skin,
Thorns forever living,
Roses coming and going like clockwork,
Thorns,
Leaving the Dead to keep giving,
Keep giving to the Sharpness,
These cuts that mould me.
There’s all this blood Red,
In the Middle of my Chest,
My Eyes heavy from Crying,
Red,
I lose Control,
Bloody
Broken Purple Grapes,
And I want to Die.
I won’t ever be ready right?
Thats the torture right.
Why did you Put Bleach in Veins,
What do you Want from me God?