You know, I always think I've hit the bottom, only to realize that when I look back a few monthes from now, they are fond memories compared to how low things have become.

Roses may be red,
And Violets blue,
But despite the fact that I'm addicted,
I'll never admit to loving you.

I fall a little bit as I look into your eyes,
But as I walk away I start to rise again,
Because I know you aren't worth me.

Under a false pretense of love I let you take what wasn’t yours and pretended to enjoy it.

It’s funny how it always ends in fights, laced with screams, but begins with love, laced in dreams.

Silly girl,
If your tears were real,
you wouldn't be crying them in front of me.

It's so hard to stand with the world falling down.

When I cry,
It's not so you pity me.
When I scream,
It's not all so you'll hear me.
I don't want your pity.
I just need someone to {{understand}} me.

I’m too tired to care anymore. I’m drowning in my own train wreck mind and there’s no room for you. I miss your smile but I’m not asking anything of you because I’ve got nothing left to give back.

I’m bleeding now, on my bathroom floor, looking at your picture with regret, I realize I’ve never felt like this before.