I love you when you don't let me get my way.
I love you when you let me feel the pain.
I love you when you let me open my veins.

I love you for letting me walk off the edge.
I love you for every message left unread.
I love you for every word you never said.

I love you for every time you gave up on me.
I love you for when you come crying to me.
I love you for the look you get when you lie to me.

I love you for when you constantly complain.
I love you for playing mind games.
*I love you for driving me insane.

Please don't ask me how I'm doing,
I can't answer you.

Please don't tell me to hold on,
because I can no longer do.

Please don't say things will be fine,
I won't believe you.

Please don't talk to me,
I'm afraid you'll see right through.

I'm tired of always being on edge
when it comes to you.
at one time,
for one moment,
someone else took in your mind
and i'm sorry i cant forget it.
im sorry i question you
about everything.

she makes me sick to my stomach
and the thought of you two makes me sicker.

yes you came back
on your hands and knees
and yes i forgave you
and yes i am stupid
but for once i wanted to believe in that unbeatable love
that is stupid
and crazy
with everything else in between
because everyone has that love at some point.

I put the pills in my mouth,
And lay on the couch.
I put the gun to my head,
So I become dead.
My legs are dangling my friend,
I've reached the end.
From the tree, the rope is hanging.
Where soon you'll find me strangling.
In my heart, there will be a knife.
For I am done with my life.
And if I chose to live one more day,
There will be a price I'll have to pay.
For I've always dreamed of dying,
And I'll never give up trying.
Every night I cry myself to sleep.
Hoping satin will have my soul to keep.

I wonder
If I had wings,
Or just the ability to fly,
If when I was standing on the edge,
Would people still want to pull me back to solid ground?

Or would they throw me off of the cliff
And hope that I can save myself?



                                                      ­                                                              (w.­n.)

Grey matter
Sledge hammer
Take the latter
To the former
Find the edge of
Non-existent borders
Til they break
What's at stake
Who knows...
it's all grey.

it's not too much,
i understand you

when you shiver amidst your tears
then squeeze in to your ribs

makes me long to kiss you
for i may fail to calm you with words

it's not too much
i understand you..

many reasons you stand mighty
few seasons you crash and fall

i don't expect it to hurt
for your crown tells me something different

it's not too much
I'll comfort you