Clenching his hand tight
i whisper my final words into his ear...

Dismal days depressing nights
the pain i feel is not to right...

When you've got no 1 to turn 2
when People that were there 4 you...

My tears had never tasted more salty
as i sit here with every one but really no 1...

Motionless tears meaningless breaths
heart filled up with shameless distress...

She glances down at the scars on her left forearm
Then looks upon the pieces of broken mirror...