(for anyone who's been abused)
This is your destiny...
She gently slides the blade across her wrist as...
written by me, its kinda deep but tell me what you...
The dead tree that stands,
Has been broken with two hands...
I am
A little piece...
Her eyes are getting baggy
along with her clothes and skin...
Where do I turn, what do I say, How do I say it.I...
I put the knife to my writs and arm
I watch the blood drip to the ground...
I cant control these feelings
Like I cant control the past...
Lies, deceit, a promise broken
Left to be a long lost token...
I'll take all of my things,
slip away into the night...
Her heart is broken
even though it wasn't whole to start with...
He could be that boy, but she's not that girl...