Today I killed myself.
Opened up pictures and memories of you.
I locked them away wishing to forget.
But...
Today, I killed myself.
I opened them anyway, thinking I was okay to gaze upon them.
Today I know how strong I am, and it's just less than weak over you.
I'm a wreck,
I weep,
I'm wrapped up in tears.
Today I killed myself,
killed what was left of you and me.