Did you notice I didn't talk?
Did you notice I didn't smile?
Did you notice my dull eyes?
Did you notice my distant stares?
Did you notice my silent cries?
Did you notice my earphones always there?
Did you notice my work degrade?
Did you notice I started to fade away?
Did you notice I needed you?
Did you even care?
I was depressed and you didn't notice.

I am an angel,
So soft yet stong,
Ready to meet my Savior,
For so very long.  

I am an angel,
Ready to go home,  
Wanting to get off this world,
Away from the pain that still grows.

I am an angel so kind and sweet,
When I meet my Savior,
Right at his feet,
I will bow on my knees.

I am an angel,
So very true,
The marks I bare,
Tells my pain all too well.

All angels mark,
Because they want to go home,
Away from the earth,
Away from pain,  and hurt.

There are many angels,
Alot on the earth,
With the same marks,
The same pain, the same hurt.

We all are ready,
To go back to home,
So we get rid of the pain,
Heartbreak, and sorrow.

When you see a marked wrist,
Or hear the word,
Don't laugh at us,
Don't mock or curse.

We have enough pain,
As you can already tell,
Just let us be,
Let us be free..

There's still an empty space
          where there should be a heart
From all the words you used,
                 hoping to tear me apart
There's still a giant ****
           in the back of my spine
From the knife you stabbed
        while looking in my eyes
There's still all these holes
                      in my chest
From the shotgun trigger pulling
              when you left

She loves me,
she loves me not.
She loves me,
she loves me not.

Tick, tock,
Tick, tock,
Time keeps moving,
Why can't it stop?

She's in your mind,
You miss her so,
More and more,
As time flies by.

You think about her,
Day and night,
You try to stop,
With all your might.

All it does is hurt you more,
The pain of heartbreak,
Of your first love,
Forever lingers,
Only to hurt you forever more.

Every time she enters your mind,
The pain comes back,
Ten fold this time.
As everything reminds you of her.

Tick, tock,
Tick, tock,
You look back up
at that old clock.

Another hour has gone away,
You have thought about her again,
For every single second that day....

My heart is a flame, & fire is dangerous. Please do not play with it. You have been warned. Proceed at your own risk. What will it be? Sparks or Explosions? Chose wisely.

I can't control the thoughts in my head,
They come back each night,
Over and over again.

The thoughts that hurt,  
the thoughts that burn,
The thoughts,
That I can never control