These suicidal thought
crowd in my mind...

"Oh sweet desire"
you said as you saw my bleeding form on the floor...

I waited for you
by the old oak tree...

Your not doing any good
by taking back all your stuff...

This love that i have
was all in my blood...

Sitting in class
my heart races with anticipation...

I've never found the right words
nothing seems good enough...

Behind this smile is an anger you don't get
behind these eyes is a fighter you don't know...

Warm and crisp
brown and hot...

She walks into her bathroom,
pulls out her favorite knife...

I cant believe thats how you feel
i never thought it could happen...

I've been thinking
my friend...