Cuts on my wrists
hands curled into fists
will i even be missed

Writing a note
i wrote
i love you and it wasn't your fault

That's a lie
i want to die and
its partly your fault

I can't tell you that so i
Sit and i cry

Why do i
Live like this

Will i even be missed

Can you look into my eyes
And watch my soul
As it struggles
Inside my head?

Can hold me close
And not let go
To stop me from breaking
Until all of my tears are shed?

Can you check my pulse
When I lay still
Peacefully
On my cold bed?

Can you try to be happy
When I finally smile
Inside the coffin
Already dead?

I was
different when you met me,
I had locked the other me away inside her cage
And I know you’d never met her but I’m sure you heard all of the noise she makes
Well, love, she’s out now
And I’m sorry, but she’s broken from her leash
I’ll try to tame her- but please realize
She’s still a part of me

I wonder what it feels like
To hold the world in your hands
And let it slip from your grasp

Suppose I'll never know

I refuse to let your eyes look back.
The Past is nothing.
A lesson learned and forgotten.
Let it softly fade
And the stars shine bright.
Don’t ever look back.

you terrify me
because i know that in years to come
when i am finally happy and settled down,
you will come along,
and i wont even second guess walking
away from that life to be with you.

to be broken all over again.

- Leah