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Sweet Red Liquid

Everytime I put the cold metal to my skin, thoughts of joy fill the air. Slide it gently on my arm, gaining freedom from within. The sweet red liquid everywhere.

You start to give a smile, as I bleed all the while. You find some kind of glee, taking my life away from me. But now I am desensitized, no more pain in my eyes.

Tortured by my photographic memory, pains worse than death. Because in my head I still have a family, now I cease to exist...

I start to give a smile, as I bleed all the while. I find some kind of glee, You taking my life away from me. Desensitized, from the pain in your eyes...

Mathew Robert

This poem/song, upsets me greatly. First and foremost it is about my family(now a matter of lack thereof). You see, I wasted four years of my life, constantly considering suicide, when I should have been goofing off being a stoopid teenager like all my other friends. Instead I moped around the house, with a dark cloud of sadness, and anger over my head.

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