im no emo

im no emo
im just dead
throw me against the wall
crush my head
cut me
and see it
the red lines
that mark my skin
tell me that im not sined
forgive me and forget me
i've gone and done it again
give me the razor
and let me press it in
mark my body
and let me do it again
save me
but your too late
im sorry
this is fate
blood drips down
again and again
im cold
and every breath i breathe in
is as cold as it could have been
my pool of blood drowns me
in my sorrows
i wont see the next day
untill you tell me it okay