I wish someone could stand with me,
And help me to survive.
So if my fire of hope runs down,
They'll keep the flames alive.

It's getting harder and harder to wake up each morning.... I'm about to give up.... It has to be easier then this sadness that consumes my every thought

~~~this is How I feel all the time.~~~

I was alone with my hatred and the pain that was so bad it was like being tortured. Like being dragged slowly across a bed of razor blades. Pain so bad you could take death with a smile just to get away from it.

Tears have come && tears have gone.
My emotional torment still lives on.
The scars right here upon my wrist,
are what have helped me get through this.

Behind this innocent smile of mine, lay words that go unsaid.
Words of longing, love, anger, && hate, all repeating inside my head

I don't know what I'm doing anymore.
I don't know what I wanna see.
My world use to be worth living for,
&& now it's hard enough just to be me

You say you understand..
But, do you know what it's like to want to die?? How it hurts to smile?? How you try to fit in, but you can't?? How you hurt yourself on the outside, to try to kill the pain on the inside??

Sometimes it gets too much to bare, sometimes i just can't take it. So i look inside and try to find, the strength i have to fake it.

Loneliness is the most painful torture.

The saddest thing is when someone who has hardly seen the world has seen enough of it to know she doesn't want to be a part of it anymore.