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

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

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

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