My anger consumes me me I'm fighting I'm fighting to save the old me..

It's like no matter how much I have to do, I can never be busy enough. Even if there's a minute for me to stop and think, you'll be all that fills my head, and then it just starts to hurt again.

The day you died it didnt hurt much, nor the days to follow, untill about a month later when i called the answering machine and your voice no longer said to leave a message, thats when i fell to my knees and really cried.

And there you are, holding her hand. And I'm standing here lost, trying to understand...

I never knew what love was 'til I met you. I never saw anything amazing 'til I saw you. I never wanted anything more 'til I wanted you. I never missed anything this much 'til I lost you...

How do you let go
of the past
when your brain
says move on
and your heart says
remeber??

The hardest thing to say is goodbye. so who put the good in the word?

You never know how badly you've been hurt
til you take the knife out of the wound..
Only then would you realize that you were
better off with it than without..

Absently smiling through the tears you don't see because the pain I feel you couldn't understand

Razorblade In My Hand,
A Wrist In My View,
All Because I Cant See You