I am ready to explode
All of these mixed emotions are ripping me to...

Sitting here
Holding the razor blade...

Feel the comfort I offer
Let me hold you...

Here I sit
Waiting for a phne call that will never come...

I had forgotten how writing can heal even the most...
How thoughts come to life by spilling ink...

Here I lay with my fading soul
As you rip my heart from within my chest...

These feelings are overwhelming
The words bubbling in my throat...

Yes
You've done it...

I'm tired of the stress
And so sick of feeling the tears slip down my...

It's over
I just can't handle this any more...

What have I done to deserve this?
The constant pain...

I miss your arms around me
The way you kept me safe...