. and understanding still lies just beyond the desperation of her reaching fingers .

Leave you here to rot and burn.. you've caused all this pain, and now its your turn..
your turn to face up to what you have done.. to suffer your punishment.. but remorse: you have none

X. .i loved you but its not enough to justify the way i feel.. Not enough to explain what grew inside.. to make this hate so real. .x

-x- running away doesnt erase the painful M e M o R i e S -x-

As the blood drips to the floor
i feel satistaction
more releif than from the cut itself
unaware as to why
is it because im one step closer to being taken seriously?
or one step closer to the end...

-x- clean up the blood, wipe it away, post pone reality for another day -x-

. . HoW CaN u F i X Me.. WeN u DnT KnoW WaT MaDe Me B R e A k. .

. . HoW CaN i MaKe u SmiLe. .WeN i CaNt EvEn MaKe MySeLf. .

U SaY tHeReS SoMeThiN WroNg WiF tHe CheMiCaLs In My BrAiN...
u tHiNk Ur LiL PiLLs WiLL Take AwAy My PaiN?!?

I HaV a MaSk..i WeAr iT ThrOuGh The DaY..iNsiDe The PaiN iS eAtiNg Me AwAy..