Your not the same. It hurts me, That I'm the one Who needs to take the blame.
You started getting angrier, Because I left You got so fragile, As I slept
While I was gone You rearranged Your cold, hard heart, Will never be the same
You may have chosen To take that last hit. But who was the person That got you started?
It's all my fault That you hate me now And want me to go **** myself..
So the reason that I'm writing you this evening Is to say good bye, tell you that I'm leaving But don't hold your breath cause I'm never coming back Sincerly yours, the silent screamer.
I wrote this a while ago, I found this and I realized that I'm right back in the same spot I was when I wrote it and it hurts me.. I cry a lot about this cause it scares me.. Thinking about trying to **** myself again is terrifying and I hate it!