set me free

Oh, crimson river of cleansing,
that washes away all my guilt,
my life, all my deeds,
oh how worthless,
if only i could end this guilt..

I sit here in silence,so helpless,
to relieve all the anger inside,
how i wish to be rid of this loathing,
O! that i wasn't trapped in myself to reside!

So i take in my hand the one object,
that can rid me of hatred and pain,
and if only for this very moment,
i can feel something else for a change

I know that i truly deserve this,
as i watch all my life pouring out,
and i feel if i cut a bit deeper,
i'll destroy all the darkness throughout

The feeling of blade meeting bare flesh,
and the flowing that follows its path,
makes me feel that i've paid for my weakness,
makes me feel that i've appeased this wrath

So i lie in the dark of this moment,
blade in hand, wounds in flesh open wide,
and i bask in the knowledge of payment,
and the pain and the anguish collide.

So much feeling, so strong and so complex,
i know of now way to let out,
and i know if i hold it inside me,
it will rot me, within and without,

And so i will open the floodgate,
let them flow in my warm, crimson blood,
watch it travel along in this silence,
drowning my will in the flood.