depressed
alone
scared
hurt
how could you do this to me?
why did you leave?
how could you leave me here?
All that's left of you are your memories,
you didn't even say goodbye
and now I'm left here still dealing with the same shit you were
we had the same "addictions"
I cannot die
because i am proof that you could have made it
your soul will be with-held in me
suddenly my mind blackens
i grab the razor
20 slits on my wrist
the blood rushes to the floor
your thoughts influencing mine
its time to cut some more
hurt by you leaving
alone and cold
scared for my life
and depressed because life is hell
and one of the only people who could help me make it through
took his life with a Bow-flex and a bloody rope
 
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