I got these aches and pains
bad blood running through my veins...

You were mine
and i was yours...

I sit here alone in the dark
no light, not a single spark...

As i stand alone on a windy hill
looking into the trees...

He's bleeding
but its not blood...

Our relationships a journal
written pages in my head...

Bury me
I'm no good now...

Your the cause of my death
the reason i ain't breathing...

He sits,
looking down this peek...

Let the knife graze my skin
see the hate that lies within...

No on deserves to feel the way i do
its a horrible mental pain times 2...

Do you know what its like
to wake up and not feel pain...