Emo's Confession Warning: Slight morbidity pull out the knife to see the reflection on that blunt blade squeeze all the sorrow on a piece of cloth called misery and varnish the blade with it move the cloth up and down following the traces of the past place the blade across the white stubbornness press it down so the hidden regret can dampen the selfishness all that's seen is a few drops of red confusion a few lines of sinking sensation rinse the ugly scar that is stained with confusion under running sadness wash away the sorrow that has been stuck in a corner of the heart with the tears put the knife away for the next time when the time comes, it will be useful seeking comfort from the pain that accompanies it's the alpha and omega of sanity.
