You're high on life.
I'm choking on air.
You get what you want.
And that's not fair.
I cry myself to sleep.
I pray each night.
I help out others.
I do what's right.
Still I get all the pain.
You steal my joy.
He was mine.
He was my boy.
You pulled the rug out from under me.
You stole him from my arms.
I'm all alone again.
I fall to self-harm.
One cut for you.
One cut from him.
One cut for pain.
One cut for sin.
Blood shed for feeling.
Tears fall for faith.
Curled in a ball crying.
Alone in this place.
Promise you'll forgive me.
I didn't mean to do wrong.
Promise you won't forget me.
If I don't make it too long.
I want to have you with me.
I want you to love me back.
Can't you see what she's doing?
She's using you for lack.
She misses him.
She doesn't want you.
I know her well.
I know it's true.
But I love you totally.
I love you more then anything.
So realize it quickly.
Before the Spring.
I don't want to be alone anymore.
No one to call when I'm down.
I want to laugh with you.
For you to change my frown.
Know that we're more then friends.
Even they all see.
That even if you don't believe it,
We're meant to be.

Words written on her arm.
Colorful.
Neat.
They see it as lyrics.
It's so much more then that.
Her dreams.
Her hopes.
Her sorrows.
Her grief.
Anything you could only imagine right in front of you.
Just one second.
If you took it you would find her.
You would see what's under those words.
When will you strive to understand?

In a world gone mad.
Where will you go?
Who will you turn to?
What will you do?
Every few minutes she thinks of it again.
The coldness she'd love if she were dead.
Plan after plan. Scar after scar.
The scratches go all the way up her arm.
Will she tell? Will she confess?
Never.
Not in this world gone mad.

It almost feels like a dream.
Like a nightmare I can't wake up from.
I feel so empty.
So lifeless.
I have lost all control of my being.
I'm just a shell walking no where.
I hear words.
I speak words.
But they still don't make sense to me.
I can't accept you're gone.
It's all a dream, it must be.
Soon I will awake and there you will be.
Smiling like you used to.
This is all a lie.
You didn't shoot yourself.
Maybe you tried to but you didn't.
You couldn't have.
I can't grasp this.
Can't comprehend it.
You're not gone.
You're still here.

What hope is there?
I'm trapped in this dark room.
These walls around me seem to close me tighter and tighter.
I almost can't breath.
Can someone help me?
I'm in here.
Can you hear me?
I need you.
How could you leave me in this darkness?
This distressful world is killing me.
I want to join you in the afterlife.
I want to escape this pain.
I don't want to cry anymore.
To feel these tears stain my cheeks
I want to be able to breath.
I can do it.
I considered it.
I reached for the pills but then I stopped.
You wouldn't want me to.
You would want me to smile.
To live.
To grow.
How can I grow without you?
How can I go on without you?
I'll never feel the same.
I' won't look at life the same.
It's sweet and innocent.
Yet harsh and rebellious.
Life is a treasure.
Something not to be wasted.
How could you waste your life?
How could you cut it short?
Come back to me.