Forgotten, she fell.
Fell into shadow.
Fell into darkness.
Her soul, she did sell.

He told me not to love him... he said my heart'd get broken... but I didn't listen... and now it hurts so much... but he's worth it in the end...

She's popping pills to chase the dreams... sippin booze to ease the screams...

*not mine

I know I'm hard to love... but could you please try?

Just take the risk. I'm worth it in the end.

I've waited too long to see you cry.
I've waited too long to watch you die.

So she hold's on, waiting for someone to save her, and then she slips, falling into the deep abyss...

And only time will tell... when she'll be free of her earthly hell

*not mine

Who am I? I seem to have forgotten...

*from my poem Who am I?

....but they'll miss me when I'm dead.