love
i wonder if it really exists

love was just a word
created by people
to justify their actions
used to hide behind lies

love is just an excuse to do horrible things

love
*i wonder if it really exists

I write these words because they make me something.
For in real life, I am nothing.

Darling your arms are on backwards,
And your knees are twisted.
Your mind empty,
And your skin paper thin.
Your bones are frail,
And fingers numb.
What're you doing to yourself.

You're no longer yourself.
I miss the old you and I can tell you do too.
What's the point, just make it stop.
Come lay with me.
You've had enough pain to last your life