She tried to be there for everyone else,
But doesn't realize she's falling apart, herself.

If it's my death that will make you realise that my love for you is real, then let me gift you my death.

I will die but my love for you will live on..

Down this drink and take this knife, sit in a corner and carve away my life

Sometimes we're broken and we don't know why.

Can you please tell me why I can't move on? You hurt me so much, yet I still love you no matter how much it hurts me.

My backs up aqainst a wall, my hands held up hiqh,
ill hold my head up twords the sky.
I said enouqh was enouqh
it was just to much.
I was tired of havinq a voice, and beinq told to hush.

They found her on the bedroom floor, her arms cascadinq red, a note to all her loved ones, of why she was dead. a smile fashioned on her face, alike everysinqle day, she played her script so well, a self tauqht actress she was made. ( from my poem)
.

Every scar has a story to it, but every cut has a reason.

Seeing you is too much pain.. and seeing you with her... makes me want to die..

I'll never understand;;
how one day I can be in your arms and everything be perfect. Then the very next day you are saying goodbye, and walking away.