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by Marie Lana Jan 26, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Promises that are broken lies that are never told tears that are never noticed through the pain I have to hold Razor pressed against my wrist Thoughts raced through my mind Say goodnight, send a kiss Because now you crossed the line you told me that you loved me your words I thought were true I never thought that I could believe that my last breath would be caused by you. You hit me just a “few†times you thought it would be ok You sat there and ignored it all didn’t hear what my friends had to say You don’t realize that I'm gone now No, I'm not coming back Your sorry you wont miss me, I'm sorry your heart will bleed to black