Everytime I think of you... it always seems to rain.

Can nothing reach your heart? Does my love mean nothing to you?... Is it futile to try and save you from myself?...

Is it normal to feel your heart beat and have the sudden urge to drive a knife right through it?

We all wear a mask to hide who we really are and what our true desires may be... Even if it might kill you if you don't tell anyone.

Did you know that I save our good memories to relive them.... Did you not know that I save all the bad ones to kill myself...

Please... could you pull the trigger for me..? I've been knocked down so many times that my body it so beaten and weak to pull it myself...

Silent smiles, whispering tears, loveless pleas, searing words, empty embraces, heartbroken mind. And you wonder why I left with only an empty vessel left behind to greet you when you walked through the door.

Take me away... Take me to a place where the spring flowers bloom in the midst of the coldest blizzards... Where we can feel safe dancing among the stars...... A place where I can think clearly and where my suffering is but a strange dream...

My once brilliant leaves are now wilting.. But you never did like flowers did you? So what would it matter to you if this flower died...

Hang me...
Shoot me...
Just kill me now...
End my everlasting suffering....
...Before I do it myself....