Saturday, August 14, 2010

Alive

His love has departed
My heart is tortured
 I can't find myself
The cutting makes me feel alive
the blood flows down my arm
warm and fervid
that metal smell
I fiend for more
But I get less
At this point this will do
Until tomorrow
I want to feel alive again

6 comments:

TC. said...

wow.

PQT said...

That doesn't sound like a good Wow! lol 5:16AM? I was out, super out! But if I was up at that time, I would be blogging as well! lol

TC. said...

LOL. girl I work nights so when I am off I can't sleep normal ppl hours :( BUT it's not a bad wow, its just deep, real deep and emotional.

PQT said...

Make that bedroom of yours as dark as possible! I can fall asleep whenever I want. Especially when I'm tired! Hang in there TC! You're doing a great thing for the entire city of Houston :D
I wrote this in class. Sometimes I just zone everyone out & I just start writing. Bad habit :/

TC. said...

thanks, i appreciate the love. but writing is not a bad thing at all. it's a very healthy hobby, especially when you're good at it. and you my friend are. :)

PQT said...

Awwww thank you Tere! :DD