Bracelets decorate my arms,
Only because I'd rather you see them, than the scars,
The decorations that tell the story of my past,
Not just a decoration,
But a forever adornment,
They'll never leave me, never let me have any peace,

Why am I openly expressing these feeling now, you ask,
I'm searching for this unreachable thing called forgiveness,
Because the memories will never let me be,
The guilt, it still walks with me, trudging, ever so slowly,
I can't forgive myself for something like this, I hurt you,
Something I promised my self I'd never do,
And I promise myself now,
That never again, will I hurt you by hurting myself,

It's just not worth it you see,
Not worth loosing you,
You're the single best thing that has ever happened to me,
And I'm not throwing all of it away,
For even a little bit of a temporary sensation of mind numbing pain.

Beer cans and empty bottles,
are all you seem to be,
there is no love,
in this obsession,
only lust,
and the more you drink,
the more I see the real you,
wasting away
into nothing,

There is nothing I can do,
to help you,
you don't want me
to help,
you'll only reject
the care I try to give,
and reflecting on this,
did you even really want
a kid?