Slashing myself for compassion.

Thinking with no reasonable reaction.

Bleeding down my wrist.

All my worries i can't list.

Didnt want blood staind.

The reminder always remained.

Bonified by the terrible scar and tissue.

A tattoo of  how much i love and miss you.

Wish i loved you more.

So this is the mothotic way i settle my score.

To feel the blood that dripped.

So all i  can do now is  stare at your crypt.

Drugged and crazed you fueled even more.

In the crypt laying dead was my only cure....

Love will continue cus ill never forget.

The one i loved forever gone leaves me with so much regret.

..........LoveMichael