Its happening.
It happened.
Its over.

Your words became the rope that's tied on my neck
Your whispers became the wind that pushed me off the edge
Your stare became the blade that cut through my wrist
Your goodbye became the pills I last took
They didn't taste bitter
In fact they didn't taste any
and I let the night **** me
And if by chance you hear this
there's no need for you to worry
I might've died that night
but I learned to be reborn
the next morning
And the next morning after that.

I can’t believe it
The whispers
Why can’t I see the news
The smoke floods in
It chokes us
People are everywhere
Nothing
Reduced to ashes
The flames swirl and twirl
Taunting
Crushing
Nothing to help
Just prayer
For me
For them
I must go
Like always
Grabbing only what we need
Unlike the others
No time

Misunderstood
Unchangeable
Unstoppable
Miraculous
Beautiful
Belie­ver
Fragile
Friend
Loved
Same
Her
Me