why initiate the conversation when you dont intend to end it,
why show me ray of hope when u mean abysmal despondency.
when its gone, the pain is more then i can bear

now the blade slit through the skin, it pare down with sadism to expose the vulnerability beneath,
with the blood oozing out, its simply beautiful.
yet how i wish the blood is ruby so that i can give it to you,
then you might just accept me...