Note to self.... I miss you dearly |
If you can't be good |
My love may be worth NOTHING to you, |
These tears I cry; They run down my cheeks and sting my skin. |
You laugh at me now; But my soul will be the one laughing when you find me lying on my bedroom floor. |
As my tears fall, the river rises... I start to drown... Is no one there? Can no one hear my silent cries for help? |
My own bloods all around me... as I try hard not to cry... I can hear the paramedic say, " This girl is going to die" ... |