Lying on the bathroom floor;
Suicide thoughts spinning in my head.
This is not where I thought I'd be.
I'm shaking--
Trying so hard to fight this terrible addiction that's consumed my life.
I was doing so good..
I don't want anymore scars,
But I'm about ready to just give in,
And let the monster take over once more.
I don't understand, just a few hours ago it was me you wanted. But now--
Your going back to her..
My heart hurts so deeply.
I'm done--
Nomore.
Never again will I put my heart on the line for anyone.
I'm tired of getting hurt,
This was the last time.
"you'll live. Just breathe."
I think to myself.
But it's hard to make yourself breathe; when all you want at that very moment is to die.
You almost kissed me,
"I can't do that, you and her just broke up."
It's a good thing I chose not to, or this would be even harder.
What's so good about her anyways? All she ever does is hurt you--
Always putting you second compared to her other guy friends; when to me..ÂÂ
I always put you first.
"Just kill me now"
I beg, for I'm sure death would hurt alot less than what I'm feeling right now.
You hurt me--
Why?
You said it tears you apart to hurt me, or was that just a lie?
It's hard holding yourself together, when really there's nothing left to hold.
I'm in pieces--
Tiny pieces. I'm not sure if this time I'll be able to get back up. I've fought for so long, been thrown back to the ground so many times; this time..
I think I'm just gunna lay here in the dirt.
