As I look into my crystal ball
Pictures fly by fast...

The color black signifies everything,
Yet seems to represent nothing...

You promised
All of the pain and tears would stop...

Isn't home supposed to be
Where you are happy and loved...

After about a week of this
I begin to see results...

There are so many ways
For me to escape...

There are so many cuts
Lining my arms...

I know that you don't care
I can see right through...

My relief is that deadly blade
letting blood drip every day...

*not real...just trying to get my feelings out*
How would you define life...

You will never know
the love we could have shared...

The addiction never ends
it stays with you the whole time...