Last night
I did it again...

What happened to you?
Where are your wings...

I'm sick of trying
Sick of faking...

Where is my hole
To curl up and die...

Where was I
When I lost you...

So blind
Consumed...

If I keep this up
Torturing myself daily...

I am at the brink of death
Holding on to a thin string...

I bet you don't know
What it's like...

It's funny how
None of the people that see me everyday...

I know you think
I am a horrible person and all...

You say that you don't like the poems I download
You say that if do this or that...