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by Samantha Jan 24, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I know what i said, i know its a lie I understand I'm not going to bother and try I have an addiction, My knife and blade, i have an addiction, that will never fade its always there to company me never will it let me down it takes away my tears and doesn't leave a frown the crimson red liquid dripping from my arm to me its all them not i doing self harm my emotions burst and are killing me inside Yes i get it I'm sorry i lied the blade, my only friend the one who's always there you say when i do it You wouldn't dare in front of you inside of me i cut my arm the blood is set free no more does it hurt until it all builds up my life is like an over filled cup its full of shit but so empty inside don't try and pull that crap My life has been denied I'm in complete now that he is gone i regret ever being born He was there just for me then he did that over i want to be its all over, its the end get over yourself Your no longer a true friend i hand you ten black roses each for a lie i lied about the promises i couldn't resist i had to try