Broken and dying why do i even bother trying...

No more do I cry at night,
No more do I feel the pain,
Cause it's my turn to go to the light,
And end this heart-breaking game.

I'll pull this trigger, as if you care. you just sit, unaware.

**Knowing im crying makes me weak,knowing im bleeding makes me strong,knowing im strong makes me wanna keep going on...

As I lie here, dead and alone, the real test of love comes in to play.

My eyes plucked out with a fork, my mouth sewn with barbed wire, my hands amputated, my legs tied with nails, then thrown into the well of darkness, confusion, gloom and shame..............thankyou for this nasty surprise i hope you had fun at my expense

If tonight ends my life....
It might be short enough to prove
what I can do ....
But it really does not matter wether it'll all be through.
What bothers me is I am not going to be anymore with you..

Sometimes the pain you endure on that road of depression is worth it when the last words you hear before you die is "I love you" by the boy who you thought never loved you.

Perhaps they are not
stars in the sky,
but rather openings
where our loved ones
shine down
to let us know they
are happy.

My life is but a flee from the reaper.
Unfortunately I am not very good at long distances.