I'm still waiting, but the longer I wait, the farther away you get.

Having way too much pain and not having anymore tears to cry I take hold of the knife wishing I would just die

I keep trying not to care anymore because I know I can’t change a thing

I used to keep hoping that I could be happy again, but I’m done hoping for what’s not there and done praying for the good things I miss

My life = a horrible nightmare I can’t overcome and that I may never wake up from

People keep telling me to hold on…but I think I’ve already lost grip on everything there is to hold on to

I am good at faking a smile or laughing out loud when I would rather cry

She continues to search for happiness, but every step is a fight for life

More heartache, too many tears, is way too much for all these years

No one will tell you, you just have to look into her eyes, see her scars on the inside and out