brokenbullets

Emancipation of a Hemophiliac

I'm bleeding again

From these scars you've given me

I'll make the pain go away

You'll see

I don't need you

As the nights I cry myself to sleep become so few

You'll see

I don't miss you

Let these wounds of mine bleed

I'll stitch them back together again

I won't beg I won't plead

Slowly I'll heal

Till I won't even feel

The knife as you move it across my wrists

I'm stronger now

My limp hands become fists

You won't take my life

I'll fight and I'll Win