please don't forget to remember me hunny when I am gone and can't hurt anymore when I at last go and my blood can no longer flow I'm so empty I'm amazed I can bleed let me fade, fade away now just stop breathing I'm so hurt, afraid of everyone leaving let me laugh, laugh hard like it's the only thing I have left because this moment -- this is it and I'll be ****** if I let it go if I let my sorrow show so I'll pretend enough to make them believe this is me this is me or at least who I was, back when I was happy
I found this in my purse today. I think I wrote it sometime last week? ...Maybe? It was scribbled out on some folded paper, and it's title was "black." Though I can't remember why I picked that...