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by Holite Mar 28, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I hurt wit pain and luv That he might come back, But I know It's a lie Because he never luv me to begin with. He hurt me so bad That I'm bleeding, Cant control the blood That is dripping to my floor. Cut after cut, This pain feels better Then what he give to me. Through the pain, That he gave me before. I'll Just cut till i cant any more. Life is not worth living Unless you dont get hurt Or you hurt yourself. It feels good, But only to take away pain That i feel for him.