I never have things to run to, only things to run from. |
It is so hard to breath when you're heart has been broken... because something that has been broken can never quite be restored.. |
You’re killing me slowly, yet you’re the one thing keeping me alive… |
You tell me to hold on, that everything will be ok |
&& the blood that falls from my wrist matches the tears that fall from my eyes |
I GAVE UP... |
It Seems As Though Every Time I Held A Rose, All I Felt Were Its Thorns? |
...The Most Silent People Are Always Screaming The Loudest To Be Heard... |
...There's No Use In Living |
..::..What Do I Do..::.. |