The way my name slips
Over your lips...

The smile that lit the room
Was slowly fading...

I feel so numb, wishing i didn't, i want to grab...
©Angel Wellesley...

Her shaky hands
The quiver of her voice...

You can see the hurt in her
Blood red eyes...

The bloody knife
Blood puddle on the floor...

The blood on the sheets
And the blood smears on the pillow cases...

**I know it may not be good...I'm sorry if its...
I want to tell you why I'm in pain...

Every night a girl cries to herself
Asking god why...

After years
Why now...

Because of you I cry
Thanks to you I don't care if I die...

She asked me if it hurts to die
Because it hurts her more staying alive...