Those 3 little words came out of his mouth
As 3 little lies

My body is like a hour glass, every crack is like a cut, and all the sand is the blood, Once it breaks its to hard to fix.

The pain that I feel is beyond anything
that Webster can think up.

Suicide isn't right
and it leaves pain
With life don't fight
because there is nothing to gain

If I say I don't love you
would that take it all away?
Is it bothering you too
killing you daily I slay?

The pain hides behind her eyes
and the cuts covered with tears
The words she spoke were lies
broken and scared by all her fears

Thats right
Keep supporting
Your little cheerleader
While your worthless
Child dies
Everyday inside
...

My tears have all dried up
I've got nothing left to cry
Now the only thing I want to do
Is curl up in the dark and die

Descression is advised
Lonelyness seeks the eyes
Empty hearts own demise

The day has become my Era of Depression