I thought everything would be OK,
Thought i was free of this decay...

I hate myself for hating you,
Sometimes we are just fine...

The Past...
Always creeps on you...

I'm stuck in the middle,
Not alive nor am i dead...

My head's in a blur,
I can't see around...

I cut last night,
Nice and deep...

A pillow pushing hard against my face,
To soften my sinful cries...

I can't deal with this pain,
I know I've said it all before...

*this is quite long...but please read..thanks xoxo
You've left me bleeding once more...

Look deep into my eyes,
They sting with such regret...

I sometimes wonder,
If it's all inside my head...

Pulling my hair,
Screeching your name...