The world is so **** dark, I can't see a thing.
I'm blinded by my own insignificance.
Something tells me I need to run away,
but I can't find the strength to stand.

Broken bones shelter this broken heart,
the outside looks okay, but I'm falling apart.
I'm trying to find the right words to say,
but I know I can't make you stay.

Lacerations on my heart,
you cut so deep,
you left so many scars.
And I thought you were not the girl,
who would take it all and run,
but clearly I was mistaken.

Now I sit here on my doorstep,
thinking of all the spider webs,
tangled up inside my head,
I can't seem to escape.

The more I struggle, the worse it gets,
like I'm fighting an undertow.
I'm fighting for my hopeless life,
maybe I'll just let go.

I hope I die real slow.