I was afraid |
I want to die. |
Broken angel torn in two |
Depression dragged the words to the core meaningless yet sore |
I will forever be the girl who was just a filler in this movie called life... </3 |
Standing on thick ice. Feeling myself sink. |
Standin on thick ice. Feeling myself sink. |
And then, I jumped. |
The blood, it flows so smoothly. it runs down my arm. my blood pumps through my body into the open air. that's it. the feeling of death. suicide. |
Baby girl, please don't cut...I love you |