First time in a long time ME Numb, overcome with every emotion, so I shut down ME The skin is dry, brittle ME Easy to pierce ME The glass a separator of flesh and faith ME Streaming crimson anguish ME A pouring out of my losses in life ME The wound is deeper than it appears.
01/09/2005
Me too. Wish I didn't know these feelings at all. And I don't even like the taste of blood or the feel of it seeping out. I wish I could grow my skin thick enough but there is no time.
