What's the point of living,
If in the end you're just going to die?

Silent tears fall from my eyes,
As I sit here alone and wonder why,
Why am I still alive?

I can't forget the past,
No matter how hard I try.
Every time I think about it,
I breakdown and cry.

Bandaids cover the cuts
Wristbands cover the scars
But nothing erases the memories of all the Red tears I have cried for you

(I am writing a poem with this in it...so stay tuned! x x x)

Don't say you love me,
You dont even know me.

If you saw the secret me
hear the message in my silent screams
you might actually understand me

Slit my throat
slit my wrists
make it hurt
make it quick
no more tomorrows
not more goodbyes
kiss me once more
so i remember why

Lost.
Broken.
Hurt.
Deceased.

The words I live on,
The words I breathe...

Forget about people in the past, theres a reason they are not in your future.

As another day goes by
i go to bed and hope to die