My tattered heart no emotion no life to feel comfort in. No feeling to experience no time to talk. No life to hold dear for you have taken it all away. No more fights please. No more pain I really can’t take anymore .I have already caused enough for myself I don’t need your help. The knife is not the life I wanted. I want to give up. No more no more if you want me back your too late. I can not take this. The shame the pain the death in life the sense of wanting to cry no. Just accept it I will never be who you wanted me to be I will never fit the mold you molded for me.
