Today was our 1 month,
the happiest day of my life,
but all day i didn't get to see you,
so i went to my knife.
i started to cut really deep,
i even craved your name,
I always tried to win,
but i lost at this game.
i sit here with my knife in my hand,
I'm sitting here crying because of you,
I'm planning to die cause of every thought,
I'm planning to jump from the thought of everything is true.
my knife i have is all bloody,
I'm laying on the ground,
my body has no soul,
the world i once lived in let me down.
I feel So broken,
that nothing is here,
nothing to help me,
no one to wipe my tear.
Please just help me,
what through my door,
just look at the innocent heart you killed,
because now my body lays dead on the floor.
