Too deep to hurt,
yet too painful to ignore...
Rage, Rapture, Tears.
A cold floor holding blessings...
Incredible Value Price.
The edges go in a bit too far...
She sticks her fingers
down her throat...
Everyday
she paints in her notebook...
I sit and watch him drink all his pain away
And some how too much just isn't enough...
I deleted you of my phone; I didn't know what else...
I couldn't stand the lies and everything you put...
I don't want to listen to lies,
there's enough in me that I'm trying to hide...
I was sitting in the yard, enjoying the sun
just trying to let my, imagination run wild...
Don't think of her as gone away
Her journey's just begun...
I see him when he isn't there. I doubt that it...
The way I am...
Shes been lied to,
Used...