Regret
Everything I did or not
Was made into a little cut
That silver thing itself
It will only hurt me
I will only hurt myself
But sometimes when some feelings get too strong
They grow into something bad for very long
I try to keep it all inside but
It always end with a silver cut
The cold metal runs by my velvet skin
It runs red and warm
It leaves a mark like broken porcelain
What I do is not a crime
I beg myself, it will be the last time
But how should I get rid of all my regret?
When you just cant forgive
And I cant forget.
-Felicia
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