I fall into a pit of darkness, wondering why I should get up.

Tears stream down your face, when you lose something you cant replace. i promise i will learn from my mistakes, and i will try to fix you.

Sometimes you make it impossible for me to love you, but sometimes you make it impossible for me not to.

Six feet from the edge and im thinking, maybe six feet aint all that far down.

I lack a reason to live.

Poisoned to my rotten core.

Evil? thats putting it midly.

These cuts run deep, these scars are permanent and always on display.

When i am queen
i will exist
with perfect scars
cut on my wrist

Ive used up all of my sick days so im calling in DEAD!