I'm so alone and i get so sad
it seems my blood is my only friend
and the scars are our memories of times past
but when others see those memories they gasp
they do not understand our relationship
as abusive as it may be
it keeps me sane to see my pain staring up at me
i know that this is unhealthy
but that i do not care
because you are my only friend
and the only memories I'll ever have are the ones that we have shared
