The waves nip at my ankles

Filling my scars with its salty water

Burning me down into the ground

I wish I knew that I was going to fall in love
Because I would have stopped myself from the start
Dropped my heart
And never looked back

Instead I'm gasping for air
Trying to find an ounce of love
From your cold hearted demeanor
And crying from the pain you've brought me

You're a beautiful creation.
But what did they do to you?
Now you're a beautiful disaster.
What can I do?

Someone will love you but that someone's not me.
I'd rather be alone now than fall to my knees
And beg you to see, that this is real and this is me
But you cant see it so I'd rather be free.
And learn to love myself more than you could ever love me.

You're a beautiful creation.
But what did they do to you.
Now you're a beautiful disaster.
There's nothing I can do.

Do you watch for shooting stars
Hope they'll grant your very wish

Do you throw pennies in the fountain
Wishing for your desires

What about dreaming on 11:11
Desiring good to come in life

Would you deem me odd
For not talking to the air
Asking for it to change me

It used to rain when I looked out your car window
you'd tell me it's obvious
The raindrops stain the pane
No real reason
Just started pouring
You grew tired of the sound
Listening to it patter on your car
Told me we'd stop and go somewhere
And you left me there
Soaking in the water
To figure it out

And I did
When I look out the car window
I don't see rain
I don't even hear it
All I see is a field
Lushes and green
As bright as the sun
There aren't drops anywhere
Just smiles and laughter
And I don't see you

Follow me down the path
Of ugly suicide
Ugly is redundant
But some will call it beauty

How is their beauty in ending your life
Rope burns around your neck
Or ****** slit wrists
Cut the point that only mattered

Where's the beauty of a cold body
Limp on the floor
Found pale and alone
The only way to show how they felt

Suicide is a solution for some
The only way to leave the nasty voices
Haunting their mind

How'd you figure out I was a *****?
You couldn't have simply opened the door.
I've scrubbed my insides clean,
And buried every scene.
Yet, you discovered the spot
In my deep plot,
And made me no more.