Blood-stained sheets of paper littered the floor, like
the mind of a depressed author.
Don't think I belong here anymore. There's this empty
hole in my chest where I loved you once before.

I hope it was easy for you to rip me apart
I hope it was easy for you to watch me bleed
I want to go back to that moment
I felt you ease into sleep
She has her own star
Down on the boulevard
Now alcohol and drugs help numb his pain 
Seasons passed us by
I grew, and so did you
And you screamed at me
one-thousand times
you were a lost cause
Exhausted by the end of the day
Telling yourself "you're good enough" but not believing it.

Today you will see a sight very rare
I'm afraid to write about you because 
Ink makes me feel everything
To her I must be invisible
A burden, mostly miserable
The kiss I had been waiting for so long was
The kiss that was mine
You're my source of happiness
I don't know if you know, but
I carry you in the crown of memories 
So rest your heavy head,
On my comforting sleeve,
And make me bleed in love.

So many curious faces I see
Sometimes I'm high and sometimes low, how often I don't know
My thoughts will more loop and hoop than a circus
Loved by few understood by none
You'd probably hate me,
Me and my curses,
***** please I'm not waiting for Karma .

I want back what I have lost.
I want to feel, your skin creating a friction with mine
I hope you have the strength to start over
I know it's hard to touch the clouds when memories hold you down
Freedom can not live on, with slavery in practices
I know it is hard to wake up sometimes when breathing cuts so deep
Hope,  A dangerous thing I might think
More valuable than love.

A young girl, so innocent, so new,
Cheerful and happy in any place,
Sat alone in the horror zone , beneath the argent glow of the moon
Everything we were
Memories we created
Sitting in blissful happiness
She created another side of her for him
Your beauty Is not in the clothes you wear
I see your beauty in your eyes,
That ****** mole, 
Tell's true story which is reflected in your soul.