Years ago we sat there in the church.. talking away. You were the only one that got me. The only one that understood my life. You are my old friend. Best friend. Brother. Bub, I miss you so much! I can't wait 9 years. I can't wait till I am 23. I would do anything for you. When I have the money I will call you! When I am 18 I will come see you! There is no one on earth that could hold me back from seeing and talking to you. My parents don't like the fact your in my life and they don't like you. But ***** it. ***** them. I am done and nothing can stop me now.

**** me,
just do it now.
I'm done with this life,
with all its stress and anxiety.
My parents say
that I'm a demon hotel.
I say
that I'm just living how I want.

**** me,
just throw my life away for me.
I'm done with all the tests.
I'm done with all the misfortune.
There's no one
that will ever love me.
At least,
it feels that way.

I'm so confused.
Some people aren't ignoring me,
but yet they are.
I feel so lonely...

These hollow hands,
this hollow body...
It needs something,
someone to fill it back up.
Yet no one seems to hear the echo
from inside.

It hurts,
A constant aching
Sharp, like a thorn in your side,
Casually corroding you carefully made
Walls away.
It's eating me away,
Heavy on my chest,
Pressure on my eyes.
...
I'm not done with hello yet,
So please don't go.

I want to lay beside you,
warmly near,
gently coo into your ear
and hold you
close

I want to trace a finger
down your hips,
press my mouth against your lips
and let it
linger

I want to nibble at your skin,
rose petal soft,
taste of your sweetest sin
and leave you
longing

I want all of this to be,
but
your skin crawls
away from
me

Foot steps thats all I here, the foot steps of you slowly walking out of my life. You never listen to me, you always take her side over mine because you think she is more loyal even though I am always going to be there and she is not.