Mommy were did you go?
one day was full of sun and Popsicle's...

All this strife,
from one knife...

Feel like picking up the phone,
sending a text...

She still was not talking,
The tears fell down her face silently...

Pain part: 2
She still was not talking...

Swinging back and forth,
a chair beneath my feet...

If you saw the blood,
why didn't you say stop...

I gave you my heart,
even though it was busted and bandaged...

I feel my lips moving,
I hear myself asking to die...

Slice of skin,
tempting blade...

In my mind,
suicide...

All the pain,
cant obtain...