• A broken heart
    A razor blade
    A bloody wrist
    And one problem that can't be fixed

    A girl with tear in her eyes
    A cabinet full of pills
    A drawer full of knives
    And something that may or may not change the world

    A blood drenched floor
    A bloody chest
    A young life
    And the hope of no return in the end

    I know that you didn't mean it
    I know that it wasn't suppose to happen
    I know that I am now dead...
    And you live on without regret of my death

    I write this for you
    I write this to show you
    I write to only you
    Because it is not your fault that I loved you
    And you never loved me to begin with

    Yes I know
    I am
    Dead.......