They say that when you die in your dreams you die in real life... so i wish i could die in my dreams so that i could get out of this dreadful life!

So, now I take great comfort in the general hostility and unfairness of the universe.

Alcohol and nervous wits
Razor blades and bloody wrists
Deceiving eyes trapped in lies
Can't escape their painful cries

Its good to know that if I want attention
All I have to do is die

I'd rather drown in your love, then in my own pool of blood.

My view is blurred, but only of my own. Only what I see in my reflection, I am broken and yet unseen to the eye. I am after, all trapped within a body wrong for me.

Are drugs an escape for you precious?
a comfort, that this world of reality is all just a big game

I hear people laughing
but there's no one in sight
there's darknes all around
and i can't find the light

I miss u but i need to work on things with out u , someday i hope are relationship will improve

I cant loose people who were never really there