I cry as i think about the way things used to be…
When you were always there for me.
When you had my back.
when you cared.
Now…there's nothing…
Just Emptyness.
Numb as numb could be.
Im alone with this blade.
Oh no here we go…
you're not here to stop me…
You're not here at all.
when monday comes…you are going to be the only one staring at my scars.
Because you are the only one who knows where they are…
For you were the one who was suppose to be here.
But you weren't so now these scars are there.
Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 2:10 AM UTC
I cry as i think about the way things used to be…
When you were always there for me.
When you had my back.
when you cared.
Now…there's nothing…
Just Emptyness.
Numb as numb could be.
Im alone with this blade.
Oh no here we go…
you're not here to stop me…
You're not here at all.
when monday comes…you are going to be the only one staring at my scars.
Because you are the only one who knows where they are…
For you were the one who was suppose to be here.
But you weren't so now these scars are there.