This silence is much stronger,the nights are getting longer,my heart is growing weaker,the cuts are getting deeper.The light shines through the window,hitting the corner where i sit,muffled screams are getting louder,another bloodied slit.I thought it would be easy,since i did it once before,it shouldn't be that long now,death is knocking on my door.I'll answer with the courage,the tiny bit thats left,great the angels with open arms,at least they know whats best.
This isn't how life was supposed to be,why couldn't it be just you and me,but that got ruined by my depression,raising voices and his aggression,as soon i was getting tougher,things get hard and now i suffer,so why don't i just get away,it's not that easy so here I'll stay.Thoughts of you run through my head,I'm in love with you,i wish i said,but I'll just keep it to myself,you wont love me,you love someone else.I don't know why i wrote this poem,but i can't sleep without you knowing,that all this stuff that i wrote down,is in my head and spinning round.
