No parent should outlive their child
And I'm sorry I almost let you

I want to scream and cry and laugh and love but the hurt is too great

I thought that returning to its place of origin would help, but instead I sit and whisper to myself, willing the memories to disappear

If you were dead, I wouldn't even blink.
Does that make me cruel?

So that's what I am to all of you.
A ******. A sinner.
Fine, so be it.
I loved like none of you have before.

We saved each other
I owe you my life
Every heartbeat I'm rewarded with

I am remembering

I feel so stupid to have ever have loved you

I'm so ******* sick of worrying abut you and thinking about what you're doing get out get out *get out

None of you know
None of you have any idea

You don't know how to love
You just know how to take

How do you commit suicide without hurting the ones around you?

I'm tired of feeling your hands instead of his. I'm remembering and shattering and losing myself to the pain. Get out, get out, get out.

Wasn't it fear all along?

You're filling every crack and I am not objecting

I could be your worst nightmare if I felt so inclined... but I'm not.
I spent far too much time screaming at you to want to do it right now.
I got tired of dealing with you.
So I'm not.

If I were to break your nose and shatter the bone around your corrupted heart... Would I feel better then?

The best way to keep memories at bay is to avoid... Right?

If the eyes are the windows of the soul,
then the shutters of my windows are
*permanently sealed.

Golden lipstick casings and empty bottles of wine
They watch the willows move and breathe

Fake for loving you?
You're **** right.

You make me feel beautiful in anything -- a tshirt and Nikes, a red dress, nothing at all.

I've stopped looking for you in the eyes of others

No, I don't
No, I never did
Caring is not an advantage
It protects me

We always took nap time for granted.

My fingertips have grazed every inch of your skin, but I just can't get enough

I'm tired of sidestepping you.
Next time, I'll just throw my shoulder into it.

You're disgusting
Pure filth
No amount of "love"
Could change you

The look in your eyes
lays me bear --
arms needing,
chest heaving,
heart bleeding.

Just keep your eyes on me
No, don't look down
You'll lose focus
Concentrate
It's not difficult
You've got it, yeah
You've got it

You were always searching for a father figure... I think you confuse your lust for some form of twisted love

What did I do to deserve the hell you put me through?

I spent hours in your arms
and realized that there was no place
I would rather be

Tighten the noose
Count the pills
Clean the needle
Polish the gun
End the pain

Friends who know me often worry, they ask if I'm alright.
It takes several attempts to assure them that
I AM FINE
...promise.

I am not thinking of death -- no, not death.
Not anymore.
Mostly, I just wonder...

Please try and understand...
**When I retreat into myself, do not feel obligated to pull me out.

It's out now
Someone in authority knows
This will either help
Or go up in flames

Today I ripped up the first "I love you" note you ever gave me.
It felt good, admittedly.
It felt like fearlessness.
It felt like freedom.

Trust me, I know what you can do.

Steal the air from my lungs
Watch my ribs crack inward

Maybe I'd be good enough six feet under

I want to be so far gone that I can't remember you at all

Good God, I pity you.
What's it like to be so alone?

It takes a special kind of fool to love you

Take me to your river, I want to know.

So this is what it's like to be loved

You had to learn the hard way
that you can't always get what you want

I've kept to myself
Never showing too much
But you've picked at the scabs
Pried into my head
And now you're trapped

How will you get out?

When did I stop saying "I" and start saying "We"?

I know you're contemplating suicide.
I know you're wishing your pain would end.
But you are not your pain...
So don't let it become you.