brokenneedlez

Small Simple safe price
Rise to the wake and carry me with all of my regrets
This is not a small cut that scabs and drys and flakes and heals
And I am not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to bleed and fuck and fight
I want the pain of payment
Whats left but a section of pick me size cuts
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks
Would you be my little cut
Would you be my thousand fucks
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid, to fill and spill over and under my thoughts my sad sorry selfish cry out too the gutter, im cutting trying to picture your black broken heart, LOVE IS NOT LIKE ANYTHING ESPECIALLY A FUCKIN KNIFE