I sat up
i cried
i wanted
to die
more than
anything i
have ever
wanted in
my life
i am
sick of
a fight
every night
i am sick
of waisting y
tears all
because of
my fears
of you
coming to
hurt me
i am
sick of
bleeding
every night
for you
when nothing
good comes
out of
it and
i am
stuck with
ugly scars
to remind
me of
my past
