I reminisce, my wrists slit, I shouldn’t do this, think of your kiss, but
look here I am, crying in a venomous sorrow, hoping against tomorrow, my
heart bleeds, planting new seeds for growing scar seems, and this dieing
soul screams, it sings, to get back the old and the new, to look to the
few, who hold hope, but I cant get too stoked, I couldn’t live though
another time if this heart broke, when I realized you lied, it’s like my
heart up and committed suicide. In these memories I confide, so I don’t have
to live with this body that died. feels like a hundred years, I’m stuck here
reminiscing, wondering what went wrong, I drown in a thousand tears, and try
to cope with you being gone give in to a million fears. Nothing hurts worse
than this, as I reminisce of your kiss.
 
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