Heavy drops of rain fall on my face,
mixing in with the hate...
Sitting in a corner,
As I always do...
Standing in a crowded room
looking to my left... to my right...
**September of 2009
Slit the wrist...
**September of 2009
The warmth from my wrist mixes with the pain...
You told me that you cared
you said you would never leave me...
Let me pour my heart and soul to you
you dont need to understand...
Your soul is like a deepen pool of hate,
Such sorrow you allow...
If only days could be not the same
If only life stop being cruel and take the blame...
Sometimes you wish you can forget the pain deep...
Or you can just wake up and the pain will just be...
No matter how loud I laugh, I'm still not happy...
no matter how hard I cry, the sadness inside...
From the moment i looked into ur eyes it all...
And now months have past,we haven't spoke...