Gone
Gone like the rose that dies infront of her upon...
I walk down a dark hallway
And look all around...
I do not remember you,
for you, I did not care...
Close my eyes
Cut my wrist...
I'll let the fear get the best of me.
I'll make a cut and see how far...
I drew a picture for you.
but you can't really see it...
Moments fleeting as
they grasp at hope...
I don't think I can take life without you,
I feel myself withering away...
I have a dish next to me.
filled with Chocolate...
I'm sitting in my room quietly,
only painful memories accompanying me...
She sits there
Tearing at her wrists...
He is the one, who can smile and make it all...