What the f**k is wrong with me
why must I feel this way...

Suicide,
if my secape...

Falling into old habbits again
burning braincells and cutting skin...

So what would you all think if I told you-
last night I cried myself to sleep...

Relax,
Close your eyes...

Broken hearts can be mended,
but there will always be a scar...

I hoped my memories of you-
Would fade after our Good-Bye...

Hushed sounds
in the dark...

I pray to my guardian angel,
not knowing if shes there...

Drops of darkness,
fall all around...

I have long since remembered,
the nights it used to rain...

After a year of this behavior,
I finally was torn apart...