~*One day you realize, your worthless, no one wants you, your life is a mistake*~

Im walking in hell holding the hand of death

~*don't start what you can't handle*~

At the end of my rainbow you'll be there standing because you are my pot of gold

The blood is running from my wrist like the tears falling from my eyes

No reason to cry only to feel guilty

Existence-a blessing? or torture?

The sparks are flying and the pain is comming

The look of innocence...

..my heart is locked up with chains just trying to keep you out of it..