Bloodstained Sugar

Bloodstained Sugar

A Poem by Antichrist

Death is in me...
Too silent to see.
I'm broken and bleeding.
And tired of being...
...me.

The bloodstained sugar...
I wish I could be her...
She is so perfect...
When will I be next?

This lie I've been living...
You won't understand the truth...
She's broken and bleeding...
Wishing she could be...
...me.

I am the demon...
I am the angel...
I am the dark...
I am not me.
I wish I was perfect...
I wish I was dead...
I wish I was living...
I wish I was free...

But this is not me...
This is not me...

© 2009 Antichrist


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Added on January 2, 2009
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