Reality

When i see the sky
so bright and blue
when i look at it
i think of you

you make me smile
you make me glad
i always think...
of the times we had

little arguments
no big deal
candy and love notes
know its real

private picnics
oh so sweet
little comments
no one can beat

but in reality...
dark, gray skies
the feeling like
you wanna die

never happy
in my life
to solve my problems
i used a knife

yelling and cussing
all the time
is peace
really a crime?

hitting and punching
bruises and cuts
shouting of words
like"b.i.t.c.h, w.h.o.r.e, and s.l.u.t!"

you have hurt me
in the number one place
not my body
not my face

my heart is hurting the most
causing me so much pain
as i stand here
crying in the rain

scared as h.e.l.l
i wanna die
i feel alone
at least i tried

i loved you once
i tried again
it didnt work
there was too much pain

i ran away
always to be alone
had to leave you
couldnt take it anymore