The day you left, I was for sure you'd be back.
days with out a call, I figured you were okay.
No one talked about you for weeks, no one asked questions.

Four years have gone past since you have even said hi to me.
You expect everyone to be okay that youre back?
I have grown to hate you.

The stories i made up about you so I would be okay.
Then our parents tell me the truth.
You took my best friend and turned him in to a demon
I want nothing to do with.

please just get out of my home
and go away for four more years then maybe ill want to see you.

Your words hurt and scar
The tears I shad are like blood
The words you say are like a knife

When you said that you cut me so deep
The blood shad so thick
The scars are still there always hurting me

Memory's of you is like going insane
******* up my brain

Crying time after time

Finding reason after reason          

Dying inside day after day

Maybe someday ill be okay
But I know that day isn't today

blood running down her arm
red thick blood hitting the floor
the pain she cant feel anymore

tightens the grip of  the knife
deepens the cut
she cries so hard
yet no one comes

she takes the knife away
moving it up her arm
clean white skin
just began getting red

she is as deep as she will go

cleans the knife, hides it away
grabs the blood stained shirt
cleared the floor clean
does so with her arm

she now covers up and sleeps
one last night
fool of fright

the first time i heard you cry
the air became thick
i just choked up
didnt know what to say

i felt so bad
crying in my mind
it hurts me to see you hurt

the pain still fills the room
as if your still cryin in there
as if the lights were still out
and the air still so thick no one can speak