Memories are striking like thunder
every time i close my eyes...

I may be secretly addicted to cuddling with the...
loving nothing because I can't lose someone else...

And they both reached out
to take the last delicious slice...

I know he is no longer around
and I place that blame on me...

I try to deprive myself
of all the things I love...

I remember sitting in my room
crying night after night...

I cut to block my pain
but cutting leaves scars...

The cycle never ends,
secrets always remain...

Kindness creeps closer,
paranoia awakens...

You held me up so high
so i could touch the sky...

We made so many plans for the future,
hopes and dreams that gave us something to look...

They say the glass is never empty, only waiting to...
In this case, it has been emptied, then shattered...