Death…then what?
How do we know...

I'm hanging on a delicate thread,
one tiny cut and i'll be dead...

"I love you too,
I honestly do&quot...

I’m drowning in a sea of pain,
My heart is tearing, my dreams are broken...

A few months ago I was dying of a disease,
Depression defeating me, despite my displease...

The world can change in just one day,
What if it changes soon...

I can have a manicure or chew my nails,
leave myself dirty or obsessively clean...

Tangled in the forest of my nightmare,
Wrapped in darkness, I see the horrid stare...

I know we are not an “item”,
and that “us” will never be...

Sometimes I feel like I desert you all,
I spend too much time away...

I went to some place not far away,
A lovely place were I loved to stay...

You could cut my skin,
Break my bones, I wouldn't care...