You are my nameless scar inside.

You're running out of time,
But you don't know what to do with the minutes in your hands.

It all will end, whether its depression or life

Writing doesn't even block out my bad thoughts
Now my heart sits numbly as my body rots
Death crosses my mind countless times
Because of my sadness my wrists are covered with lines

Why did he choose me?
he could of had anyone?
what makes me special?
i always thought i was worthless.

The only way to get over it,
is to stop caring and be who I am.

I'm not strong enough to hold on anymore.

& in the end, i'll end up smiling ;
pretending i don't care,
but i've never cared this much before.

I'm winning the battle but loosing the war

My heart wants him so badly it kills.
But my brain says, "no, he'll hurt you."