I'm always running away from someone or something.
But I've never gotten anywhere.

What we've become.... There's no way back for either of us.

Is that what you think this is about?! My dad being dead? Because that makes me happy! It just means he can't hurt me and make me cry anymore!

I've smiled, laughed and pretended "I'm fine", knowing no one of the world would understand nor handle the depth of sadness in my heart.

Broken angel,
broken wings,
broken heart,
broken dreams.

"The road I walk is empty and filled with broken dreams and stories of people who once in faith believed"

A cut for a cut
arms start falling off

I don't want you to be another tourniquet.

War can not be won by those who start for they are murderers..

I don't wanna go home...