I have cut my own skin to break free,I have threatened my own life to be free.
I have thought about it over and over and I remain imprisoned in these thoughts.
So I have lost my mind and come back,and I have thought about going back for a visit and my mind never quites.
I have hated u,
I have loved u,
I have thought about torturing u and then killing u and I have fantasized aout u.
I have wondered why and accused myself.
I have lived on empty promises and words not spoken loud enough. I have died more then a thousand deaths within my mind,innocent hope for a tortured soul and I have writen a millon words closure and I have none.
