With the loving hand of my beautiful Goddess, I reach the euphoria I so crave.

I'm the worst mistake they ever made

I try and I try and I can't keep you alive... What kind of friend am I?

The thought of staying here, chained, burns whatever is left of the true me.

The thought of an apology makes my mind reel because it doesn't do shit to change the past.

I grew strong through the tears
my innocence taken by him
for four agonizing years
I will never feel again.

I lost myself at sea
drifting in the water
seeing the sharks swarm around me
waiting to feed, I cry harder.

Leaving is the best for you, take your out now before you realize too late.

I'm done. I'm done playing 20 questions, I'm done telling you to leave. Figure it out on your own.

True love doesn't judge just as the sun doesn't set, just as the moon doesn't fade, just as the stars don't die.

"goodbye" is the only word I know.