I can't help
the symptoms of the
beautiful love suicide.
It's much better to stay than break away.
I'm slowly fading
into a dark world of crimson tears that stream down my face and nightmarous creatures.
I cut the pain out of my skin
believe that everything all in all is my fault and all against me.
I've lost it I've lost the only thing i've had.
I know the only thing
besides the poisonous pills
that will make me heal, and i know he's my only remedy.
My true medicine.
I start to weep every thought of you
but i start to heal every touch and smile towards me.
He is my sunshine in the day,
and the brightest star in the sky at night.
It might seem a little much but i am really and truly in love with him.
How could i not....he treats me like no other...
and i cherish every moment we share together and gather a dream to dream when i lay to my rest.
