I'm tired.
Not tired enough to die,
Just tired enough to quit.
Quit of everything I have,
Because I have a lot of stuff,
That should hold me to life,
But it doesn't.
I know it will hurt if I don't have them anymore,
A lot.
But pain is what keeps telling me "I'm **** alive",
When I don't want to.
Does that change anything?
Do I change anything with my existence?
I know I do,
But I'll keep deceiving myself,
Because they are not the changes I wanted.

You call poison life,
While you lie with your broken and teary eyes.

You try to feel the window glass,
To see if you'll find any of my fingerprints.

You break everything while you scream my name,
In a try to delete the oxygen I breathed out calling yours.

You listen to the train's sound where we used to hangout,
So you can forget the sound of my voice that's stuck in your head.

You spend all your money on cigarettes,
Then cry while you smoke them.

You touch and hurt your lips from time to time,
Because they never said goodbye to mine.

You say your blood is blue,
'Cause that was my favorite colour.

You don't sleep,
'Cause the bed still smells like me.

You regret not yelling more at me,
And telling me how stupid I was for loving you.

You like to burn the clothes I left all over the place,
So you can **** my scent.

So basically,

You miss me,
And you can't take it anymore.

Let's go,
My heart doesn't think,
It feels.
And that's ****,
So imma take it out.
I'm into bleeding,
So I'll take the opportunity and let some come out before I close the hole.
You say it's impossible to survive?
I was never into living anyways.
It *****.

It's hard to look at myself
It's hard to think about myself
It's hard not to hate myself
And I don't wanna cry
But the tears fall before I can even wipe them away
I wish someone could understand me
Or worship me shall I say?
What the hell do I want?
What do I need to have to feel any different from this?
Love is ****
Happiness is not enough or even limitless
The world is cruel
And I don't know what I'm becoming in all this
I really don't perceive myself as a good person
Am I victimizing myself?
What am I doing?
I don't know where I began
I don't see an end
It's really hard you know?
What am I even doing?
I don't wanna die
But what am I living for?

Deep in,
Inside you.
I only want to hurt you,
Don't let me in.
I know I'll hurt myself by making you feel pain.
I know this is the rain,
That I have to let fall on me.
Like little pieces of glass that you can't see,
Until they hurt a nerve and you start bleeding.
Blood from your veins like a river for a end seeking,
It won't stop.
I won't stop.
Let me hurt you,
But don't let me damage you.
You don't deserve this pain,
This rain.
But I do,
That's why I'm doing this not for me but for you.
I need to lose you,
So I can cry honestly trough.