Please don't look at me
You are the moon.
Beautiful and elegant
You illuminate the dark sky
And bring joy to all
and I,
I am nothing compared to the beauty you bring,
the light you give off.
I do not shed light, but rather darkness
I am not beautiful nor elegant
I am clumsy and inadequate
Please don't look at me
I'm not enough for you.

The scars are fading
the razors gone
but the feelings are back again
they haunt you even in dreams
a sadness you can't escape
if all i think about is cutting,
am i really even recovering?

A whirlwind sweeps in
Things are flying everywhere
They cut you
They scratch you
They bruise you
You scream but nobody answers
You are alone in your own storm

Does a lovers love ever completely fade?
Or does one push it aside
Let the flame die down, but still glow
Try to forget all of the memories you share.
Try to forget the little things about them that stick in your brain
Like the way they loved the breakfast club
or the way they'd squeeze your hand a little tighter when they saw the cuts
Or maybe the way I'm still writing about you says "I miss you" enough?

You played piano almost as well as you played with my heartstrings.
You live with excitement nobody can echo with a voice
stronger than yours. I was following my heart, as you had
directed me to do. I found myself at your doorstep. You always claimed I'd be the last
person you'd turn away. I can be strong for the both of us and go, but I know
someday I'll find myself wandering back to the light at the end of your drive. I hope
you won't let me in. You were never one to invite strangers inside.
If we meet again, will I have the chance to introduce myself as
someone other than your killer? Murdering you
in my own attempt to destroy myself was never my intention. Speaking to
your back was the only easy way to say "I love you".
I hope you always turn around when you're headed my direction. I hope
you always stay the same. I hope you never forgive me.

You may think you know my friend, Sad.
Oh yes you may
But you don't know Sad,
like I know Sad.
Sad will visit you every so often
and pull on your heart strings,
Just to remind you he's there.
But Sad and I?
Oh he's constantly with me
His hands wrapped around my neck
Whispering "This is true friendship"