Mein Tagebuch des Schreckens

Passion666 | 25.03.2009 9 1

For the one who could save my life
But doesn`t know my name.
The one who makes me use the knife
Just to endure the pain.

For the one who could kiss my lips
But doesn´t cross my way.
The one who sucks my blood in sips
To leave me in decay.

For the one who could catch my fall
But doesn´t move a hand.
The one whose face I just recall
To hate it in the end.