A.N. look some of you might not like this sort of stuff but i don't really care...leave me a comment anyways please
Feel the pain
cut me deep
my heart breaks
while you sleep
with the knife
against my chest
i take one last steady breath
memories flood as i say goodbye
some good
some bad
they make me cry
I lay the knife down by my side
slowly walk back to my room feeling like lead
i'm not giving you the satisfaction
of having me dead
