Missing her kills me.
Knowing my word means nothing to her.
Nothing will bring her back.
The tears that I cry won't.
The pain in my heart won't.

The cuts on my arms mean nothing.
They don't mean I am safe or not.
They don't mean I am free or held down.
They mean I am dying on the inside.
Trying to get out of this body that holds me here.

The apologize are for nothing.
I'm losing you and it's effortless.
I'm in over my head with problems.
But she never fails to be there in my mind.

I lost her, now I am dying everyday for what we had.
This is my goodbye to you and her.