electrichead's blog: "My Poetry"

Box Of Heart-Shaped Razorblades I've got a box of heart-shaped razorblades And I want to cut you now I've got a box of heart-shaped razorblades And I want to scar you now It's 5 am, and the sun is down It's cold and so bitter out I'd ask you for a cigarette But I know you'd pass out Babe, I've got a box of heart-shaped razorblades And I ain't afraid to mark you up Babe, I've got a box of heart-shaped razorblades And I ain't afraid to cut you up It's 6 am, the sun is now up It's warmer, it's so hot out I'd ask for a bandage But I know you'd leave me I've got a box of heart-shaped razorblades And I want to cut you now I've got a box of heart-shaped razorblades And I want to scar you now

I Love Your Words Miss would you repeat that Cause I love the way it sounds When those words come out of your mouth They play in my head a thousand times And I don't wanna let 'em go Don't wanna let 'em slip away When you say I love you I know you mean what you say The words that come out of your mouth They teach, they heal, they sound so real Everytime I hear, I listen, I understand I know exactly what they mean And I don't wanna let 'em go Don't wanna let 'em slip away When you say I love you I know you mean what you say Your words I love I love what you say I love 'em every night Morning and day I love your words

Too Alive Help me Pick me up Been bleeding for far too long I'm starving I'd like to make this go away It feels so strange to breathe I'd like to make this go away But it feels like I'm too alive Heal me Take my hand This gun is loaded To my head I'd like to make this go away It feels so strange to breathe I'd like to make this go away But it feels like I'm too alive These feelings I can't take Is my life worth enough to waste When this love doesn't feel like love When this love feels like hate Will I choke Or will I stumble will I takethis bullet Out of the chamber When I talk Do I mumble Can I take it I can't remember I'd like to make this go away It feels so strange to breathe I'd like to make this go away But it feels like I'm too alive

Falling Apart I've got this hate Building up inside Should I take it Or should I hide Love turns to hate For the end I wait Looking into my mouth Looking down my throat I can't see too far I've built a bloody moat Inside my heart I feel like thinking But I'm falling apart I've been... waiting For this... shit to start I've been... straining For this... shit to start I'm hoping, dreaming That this shit will never end I've been faking, anticipating That this shit will never end I've built a bloody moat Inside my heart I feel like thinking But I'm falling apart

Suffocate (hate this life) I'm feeling Too sick For Love So please Go away FUCK OFF! And I wrapped This noose Too tight To breathe So I Will suffocate Cause I Hate this life I tried So yeah I lied I sat I cried I chose No life So I Will suffocate Cause I Hate this life

Bloody Bath Cut your wrists Prepare for this For a suicide Out of lust Run the razor deep Jab your finger Through the open wound Let it bleed out Spilling over the tub Onto the floor Underneath the evil Lies the truth The suicide of love And what you must do Babe, take a swim The blood is fine Not watered down And tastes like wine Can you smell the aroma You get from blood After it spills From within the flesh How does it taste Tell me how How is it darling Tell me it's fine Run your fingers Upon the tub Smear it in Give it a rub How does it feel Is it enough Can you feel the pleasure Are you aroused

What It Is I Hate About You My hand's across your face I wanted you to suffocate My hand's are on this knife That chose your fate In my eyes I've seen your death Play a thousand times Without reflection I can see your deception And in these words I wanted you to hear I wanted you to feel What it is I hate about you

Without Your Bloody Lips I stick my finger where my heart is When I say I'm losing it today I stick to my very words from my mouth When I say I'd like to fuck today So would you take my hands Stuff them somewheres deep Stuff them somewheres warm So would you take my hands Leave them somewheres cold Leave them somewheres lost Because I am dying Without your bloody lips Between my finger tips With my tongue I lick Because I am sick Without your bloody lips Without your bloody lips I cannot lick At my fucking lips