Here I sit in my room
With a blade in one hand...

I lye dead on my bed
i can see you and the one you hold...

I tried to keep it together
i tried to make it happy...

Everyday can be different
but not for me...

There is love that lasts in me
its still here...

I look into you eyes
and i can see...

This poem is deduced to Sarah.t
and to Emerald brown...

I think that i should die
so everyone will be happy...

We used to kiss
we used to hold hands...

Today is the day
with love a romance...

Today is the day
i haven't seen...

I sit here alone
thinking of you everyday...