The feeling of the knife slitting my wrist,
all the pain it feels good but hurts at the same...
The tears drop to the ground,
creating a beautiful blue ocean...
The tears drop to the ground,
creating a beautiful blue ocean...
Dreams,
will run dry...
Forgive me though I shall decide
the moment of my suicide...
I don't understand how everything fell through so...
How everything so easily slipped from my grasp...
I'm cut;
deep inside...
Today I'm here, I'm safe in
your arms, but tell me what...
True pain is haveing your heart broken.
Being told you are nothing that noone cares...
Shroud by shadow
darkness creeps in...
Scattered memories,
broken words...
& no one truly knows how she feels
; no one knows that she cries...