I want to be with you,
maybe not forever,
but at least a little bit longer than never.

You're disgusting
A bottom feeder of the worst kind
A successful one
Who steals from those you're supposed to be close to
And kills them for so much
as following their dreams


I hate you will all my heart
And I doubt that will ever change

Maybe if I bleed enough the taste of you will disappear,
maybe, if I hurt enough i will forget the way you smelt
the taste of your lips,
all the times you said " I love you"
all the times you didn't mean it
im left here, picking up the pieces, of the heart that beat for you
im alone here, hearing nothing but your voice
feeling nothing,
but the absence of you
and the sting of my wrists.

Death is not evil,
For it holds no ill will.

Death is a force,
It must continue for better or for worse.

Death takes no pleasure in its task,
It only performs what life must ask.

It will inevitably claim the ones for which you care,
So always cherish the time with them you share.

Death is part of the greatest cycle,
Of this there is no denial.

You may fear that death will claim all,
But the force of life will never stall nor fall.

Death must take us, no need to moan,
It must do this task all alone.

Accept the role of this mighty force,
And do not utter your foul curse.

Death is not for you to blame,
For it will not be brought to shame.

Why hate death?
It will still claim your last breath.

it was strange, sitting there realizing we fought a running clock for almost two years. seeing what had once looked like forever become more like seconds, and knowing we lost, because we never could have won.

i will go to hell and back
to prove that day 44
has been harder than day 1
and maybe i don't feel as much
but that's because everything good inside of me
has been replaced with numb