Broken... is an understatement for the state my heart is
in.
There isnt a word for the way i feel...
Alone... in my mind.
No one here but the thoughts of pain and sadness that fills
my being.
Pain... I'd rather cut than feel emotions.
Blood over salty warm tears...
Love... is only a slow form of suicide.
It'll kill you one way or another no matter what...
Suicide... a simple way to die...
To be relieved of all the pain, lonelyness, emotions and
love...