I saw you at church,
Your usual smoke smell,
As i walked over to give you a hug,
I saw that glance in your eye,
I saw you were hurt,
You need help,
I remember you told me you loved me,
I said it was to early,
I Felt really bad,
I still hurt inside,
I do actually love you,
I want you to  know that.

An empty room,
filled with two empty souls.

Two empty souls,
assuring the other with empty words.

Empty words,
giving a feeling of ****** comfort.

****** comfort,
conjuring feelings of self disgust.

Self disgust,
speculating their insignificance.

Insignificance,
leading to the abrupt realization.

Abrupt realization,
Suicide.

They come and I smile and suddenly I remember I'm breaking the rules so I chase them away and close the door deep think about all the bad things in my life play deppresing music.
What can I say I'm addicted to pain.
Why can't I be when everytime I try and be happy something bad suddenly happens.
How can I be happy when I get low from people I expected the highest from.
Sometimes I just sit stare at a blank space and think back and wishing I could change my past.
But I can't and because of that I'm slowly losing my mind and no one is noticing.

Depressed sitting just thinking of ways to get more sad.
Sitting thinking of ways I can cry.
Sitting thinking of ways to hurt myself cause I hate myself I hate the way I'm.
My heart has been broken soo many times its useless.
I mean really what do you do with a heart you can't feel who do you give it to how do you live with it ?
I guess its they right if they say we all addicted to something and I guess my addiction is pain...

shower (n.): a place to practice the words you'll never say

I can't
promise
to fix
all of your
problems
but i can
promise
you won't face
them alone!!