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Life is like a hour glass. When you run out of sand you die. Well I want to die but my sand got stuck in the middle of my glass...Now im stuck with the feeling |
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I'm sorry u will not know when I die bcoz. U r already dead for me.........c u there... |
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What's the point of even being here if no one, including myself has the belief that i can do anything right. The belief that I can make it. They are right, I can't. I am just a waste of flesh. I can't do this anymore. |
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And I can't take it. It wasn't fake. It happened, you passed by. Now you are gone, There you go, Somewhere I can't bring you back. Now you are gone, There you go, Somewhere you're not coming back </3 |
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I cross my heart......... and hope to die :_( |
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As the pain fills my body i can see the curtains closing on my life... |
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They say they can read my face, like you would read a book. But they dont see the pain or the peices of me you took. I'm completely see through to them but I'm just really good at lying. 'Maybe now they'll understand' I think as I lay here dying. |
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I gave you one minute to tell me why life was worth living. You never answered. |
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Love is suicide . |
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I can hear your screams, even if the world don't hear a thing. I see the horror in your eyes, even if the world only see the lies. I feel the quiet of your breathing in the night, even if the world thinks you're gonna be alright. |