i love to write when things go wrong - it helps distract my thoughts. pouring letters into words: t's with crosses, i's with dots. but i cant write without a reason, some type of determination. love, life, and even death give me inspirtation.
i hate it when you think you know exactly what i need
to cut myself and let the pain leave me as i bleed
is what i want to do sometimes to make it go away
to drain every ounce of hurt ive felt but i wont so it must stay
welling up inside of me for years on top of years
the only way it can escape is falling with my tears

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