Tired of trying
sick of crying
yeh im smiling
but inside im dying

It was getting darker and there was nothing in sight, so I took it in my hands and found the light.

Stop the blade stop the knife use the gun and get over life

It Didn't happen...
That's what happened

Like your heart, your lips are poison.

Death is a gate way to a new life.

Every thing happens for a reason. Even Death

Each and every night I pray
She'll live to see another day
Everytime I pray I know
I'm being selfish for not letting her go

As i open my eyes trying to remeber were i am i look over and i see my self lying in a crimson pool and it confusses me at first but then i relize... im finally free.

*re-posted*

"I Didn't Know How To Help You When You Cried....Now I Take Pity In Myself....Now I Believe It When Everyone Says It's My Fault You Died...."