I lay here
Soaking my pillow with tears...

It's coming up
on a year...

The thoughts are back
The dangerous ones that make me wish I was dead...

They saw them
They saw my cuts...

It truly is sad
that it is a surprise...

The songs that
used to remind me of you...

I came across
a box of memories...

The addicting relief it brought me
I will never forget...

I look at the little things
& to me they're so beautiful...

Maybe one day
I'll look in the mirror...

I never thought
that I would be...

As I learn more
about the way I think...