Dragged into a pool of blue sadness and red anger.

I wish i could be were the angels sing. Not were the devil shouts and screams.

For fuk sake don't you have a clue? I hate your fukking guts!! Why don't you just choke on your vomit?!

Giving myself a choice:
1. leave this forsaken world.
2. scream until someone finally hears you.
3. cut my face into pieces.
4. or just remain invisible.

And as i cry i slowly start to fade..

Patching up my heart with the uncut skin of your wrist...

Saying i want to leave this place, if i do what if the other place is worse. How would i escape then?

How am i supposed to get by?

Its time to leave this bitter cold place.

You messed me up. You never listened. You are moving on. You have forgotton that i'm dead.