I Hate You, Knife

I hate you

You son of a bitch

Go fuck somebody else

Or better yet

Go to hell

I hate you

That sharp little blade

Everytime I fantasize

It feels like I'm going insane

I see you in the

Falling rain of my tears

In the flash of electricity in the sky

The smoldering, angry fire

In my moist, green-blue eyes

I can almost taste  the

Bitter saltiness in my blood

Feel the sharp, relieving sting

Of a pointed edge

Slipping into my vital vein

I can sense the buzz,

The heaviness of my bloodshot eyes

The darkness and weightlessness in 

Unconsciousness

I hate you, 

Knife

Cuz for some reason I don't wanna say goodbye