I heard.
That you weren't cured.
My heart.
Fell apart
I Cry.
But I know one day you will fly.
We met last year
But I was Told something I hoped
I'd never hear.
Your pain isn't vain.
It's all insane.
My head is spinnng.
The depression is winning.
I can't live on without us being friends
I rant.
about how life is so f@#ked up.
So I took my knife to my arm
And cause myself harm all for you.
Because your my friend
And I told you I would lie
and die for you </3
-DarClYfE-