Tears rolled down her cheeks as blood rolled down her wrist saying"y did i end it like this."

U get use to dieing inside if all u do is cry

Into the wee hours of the night
I sit and ponder all in my life
With silver tears I cry for you

Sheltered existence shattered
Not that any of it really mattered
Shes seen deaths of loved ones

--Me bored but cant write a poem

For now I am no longer with them.My mother,so sweet, and my lover, so kind.It's too late to say anything,except... good-bye...

~*~From my poem, "It's too late..."~*~

Do you remember what i told you i told you id join you you just have to wait a while well tonight is the night i will join you way up high in the sky

Life isn't easy,
But neither is death.

The perfect death for him would be to slit his wrists, and as he's bleeding , carve all the lies he said into his body, just so he'd know what its like to be hurt.

If I killed him, and put him through the most painful death, it wouldn't compare to the pain he put me through in my life.....

"I Found The Cure For Heart Break....Try A Bullet..."

You cant hide from death it will eventually come....and if u run away from it you will die a thousand deaths of cowardness....