I'm not afraid of death, i'm afraid of the unlived life...

I just dont get it..
i thought we were happy
they way you kissed me
and looked into my eyes
i thought we'd be together forever
what happened
what suddenly changed your mind that you had to let me go and break me just like that and not even care...

"You know that im not fine... But each and every day you ask the same question...Are you ok?"

~* Another knife in my hands, a stain that never comes off the sheets, clean me off, I'm so broken *~

&she wipes her [running] mascarra from her eyes
as she looks into the broken mirror && whispers
to her self " im never gunna be good enough"

Some girls are pretty in pink
But im beautiful in black
-liz aka the poet
Im a punk goth

Why live for tommorrow when tommorrow isn't even promised?

Why waste your life away when its already so short?

I can't believe you did this to me
why would you want to be with her
all she wants is what she cant have
so now that she has you
she's gonna leave you
& i hope you come running back to me
so i can tell you that you can never have me again...

The world will go on, life will go on, even if you don't want to be a part of it.