Press your face into the pillow
Hide the tears you shed...

*This poem is dedicated to my mom and dad*
The signs are out there, bright and red...

All these promises I've made before
I somehow always manage to break...

It may seem so hard to believe
But I really am alright...

It's such an ugly word
"Suicide", thats what it is...

... for a friend...
You’re losing everything...

Little by little she’s falling apart
She’s praying to leave this place...

This feeling of loneliness never leaves
It walks with me, by my side...

*Feeling surprisingly optimistic*
It's all just a little game we play...

Run away from all the pain
I'll run to you and pretend I'm sane...

[Venting]
This really isn't normal...

*I know it's long but please read all of it...
Hollow thoughts run through my mind...