I always had trepidations, I always had fear,
That’s why I was always afraid to ever go near...
There is always this moment
before a car smash...
Warning: This isn't a poem,
just a really lengthy piece of word vomit...
I hate how when I'm gone,
It's out of sight, out of mind...
I feel like I want to write about
Someone who hates her own skin...
Crimson blood seeping
Through the walls, of a frail heart...
I have dreams where I’m falling
most don’t ever hit the ground...
looking back I don’t recognize
that girl hiding in the closet...
Down, down
Down in the deep...
I'm so desperate inside my mind
How i am i to survive...
Just walk with me
Let me look over and see...
I lost her and I know the reason why I lost her,
She never fought for me and said get lost Sir...