Its such a
beautiful disaster

So
thats why i
cry myself to
sleep every night

As she lay upon the grass,
she thought of all the times
that she had cried.
Then she thought of you.

No,
actually you
wouldn't understand

I love you.
its that simple

It feels like
i am always saying
"sorry"

Nothing ever
worked out to be
my way

Forget about
pills or a gun,
get me the
bluntest,rustiest blade
i want to hurt

Looking at the fragile pieces of
Her broken mirror, she finally
Saw what she really looked like;
Shattered with permanent scars

No more joy; No more sadness.
No emotion; only madness.
I can't see, I don't feel, I can't touch, I don't heal