every month it starts like this -
something breaks inside my head.
i start to bleed from out my slit,
i start to wish that i was dead.
the tides don't stop and they are mad -
i cannot swim. i'm made of lead.
i just become so fucking sad.
i don't know how to make it stop.
it makes me think that i am bad,
it makes me feel like we have fought.
i always have to take the hit,
i always have to take the shot.
every month it starts like this -
i start to bleed from out my slit.
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