Why was her life a mess?
What did she do what did she say...

As she holds your picture in her hand,
The cut in her wrist is staining her shirt...

Lying there,
You'll drift into the star filled sky...

O.K this is a very long poem but if you do read it...
I know it's all up to me...

PLEASE comment I would really truly appreciate it...
Sometimes I think I'm mentally sick...

I'll be your one call,
Even when I'm far away...

The black behind the shining stars,
The memories behind all your scars...

Once you let go you just want the person you love...
There is deep depression filling my heart...

Anger, Hate, Tears ,
It’s finally over...

She is sick of lying,
To her own face...

I was here for you,
I never walked away...

It scares me,
One of these days I'll hit a vein...