Today is the day, I died inside
My soul has finally broken
Numb and without repair
I lie upon a cold, black bed

The tears that once drowned my face
Have now dried up without a trace
Forgotten with each memory
That composed each tiny drop

Hopelessness is setting in
My heart has grown cold and hollow
I'm diseased without a cure
I wish their was a magic pill I could swallow

Ill be alone for the rest of my days
It's just how it will always be
I'm the killer of my own relationships...
I guess you can call it suicide