Knives And Spoons

Straight to the point this blade is sharp...

Craving my way to my heart...

Determined to rip it out

and step on it over and over again

as it bleeds out...

Trying to make my heart pound harder and harder...

Watching it expand farther and farther

but it's all my fault...

I took it to the limit and spent it

smashing my own body against rocks and stones...

Breaking all my bones

and my skin is tore and I'm so sore

but I still cut my open wounds with knifes and spoons...

Until I can't take no more

as I explore the depth of my heart...

I never expect at the end it was sewn to my soul...

Leaving my heart broken apart attached to a lost soul with nowhere to go.