Sit in the dark and close my eyes
dont know how many tears ive cried
blood seeping through the shirt i wore
doesnt compare to how my heart is tore
words playing back inside my head
how is it that im not dead?
blood covered wrists, mascarra stained cheeks
both mind and body are so weak
muffled screams cant be heard
everywhere i look around, my visions blurred
body numb, my heart feels cold
how many times has this story been told?
a girl heartbroken with no outlet
is now facing her biggest threat
life, death, or pain all around
isnt it better to just step down?
why bother fighting the world, when the world doesnt want me
better to let go of this body and just be free
darkness, sorrow, world unknown
who couldve knew where this was going.
she tried to tell them, to plea for help
but now times run out.
my mind is gone
everything is wrong
