• I need your help getting over this.
    These scars upon my wrists.

    I’d keep it up for you.
    Only if you wanted me to.

    I can’t hide this pain.
    Is it that plain?

    Trying to over come it.
    But the flame is still lit.

    Am I taking the wrong path?
    You say we wont last.

    All this blood.
    Begins to rush.

    Skin goes cold
    It was my time to go