That's why I do what I do. It also has something to do with control, but we won't go there. I'm okay, I promise. I just need to hurt. I just need to know that I can still feel. I've got a mind that could destroy this world tenfold. But i secretly love you too much. I'm not making it out with a heart or wrist in tact. I'm not as strong as you. I need this. I need to bleed. I need to cry. I don't want to live, but I'm scared to die. Be strong for me. I need you there. Don't give up, you're not pushing me away. I'm pushing me away. Don't be scared. The only thing I can trust is theis razor, anymore. It never fails to do it's job. I've never admitted to being depressed, but I've never admitted to being happy, either. Pain is weakness leaving the body. I am weak. Let's be strong. |
Monday, February 18, 2008
I only bleed to know I'm still alive.
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you know i will always be here bethy. always. no matter what you do i will never give up on you. you're gonna do something great one day. you can always put down that razor. you can always trust me. just remember that.
i know you're strong. you may not see it, but i do.
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