Everything was fine,
Until the age of a teen,
I had loved everything of mine,
Ecxept the person I have been.
My love turned to hate,
For the world no-longer cared,
When my life I tried to take,
It was trust that was ment to be shared.
I will sit there with the blood falling,
My scars run deep,
I hear a voice calling,
That love is not to keep.
Yet I can not realise,
On what I have done,
When sorrow fills my eyes,
And then the pain would come.
I needed help but I prefered to cry,
Sitting in the corner at night
Waiting for the Angel of Death
To come tell me it's my time
Where is it taking me?
It continues on,
When my scars run deep.

..++DarkEnvy..++..