It rained the day that I broke my own heart
Stood crying there...our souls apart...
Voices whisper
Deep in my ears...
*This poem was orginally written on paper*
I cry as i write this...
I should have listen to you
I should have never yelled...
Every scar on my wrist tells a story of my past,
how i was upset and didn't want to last...
Nightmares and tormented sleep
Dark memories haunting a soul...
Occasionally I think that it should be a crime
To give up on true love before it is time...
They take the good-en's first they say,
I heard them saying that today...
When i see you i feel a rush, but then i see you...
We all do things wrong
We all make mistakes...
Quiet now. Don't speak.
Your words don't matter...
I have this anger inside of me
and its only toward you...