As I lay in this dark
dreadfully room many things
run in thoughts
Thought's of hate
Thought's of love
Thought's of death and life
fell my head over and over
for the last fue days.
I've cried for days
and I just can't seem
to pull my self together
Blood runs from my
vans as I try to pull
my pain from my broken heart.
I try many things to
pull my thoughts away
from my broken and confused heart.
Other people you insist on seeing.
you need a brake from the pain I cause.
I cause the pain you fell,
Yes I know I try and make it stop,
but, nothing I do ever seems to work.
So maby its for the better
to go our own paths and see
other people.
To say good buy hurts,
in so many ways.
So Ill end it with this
for ever or not my heart
still broke in so many ways
but maby its for the better
and I want whats best for you
even if it hurts.
