Feb 2017
I regret giving it everything I am.
I regret giving up everything they ought to be.
I regret the blades that passed my wrists;
But then, it's part of life, isn't it?
To destroy what you can.
I regret giving up everything they ought to be.
I regret the blades that passed my wrists;
But then, it's part of life, isn't it?
To destroy what you can.
Too delusional and depressed
