• drowning in a book of
    ink and pen
    along with sorrow and sadness
    my pittyful thoughts come to life
    as you die in all my dreams
    these hevenly memories of what
    used to be a life in shattered glass
    it does not only reflect
    who i am or what ive become
    but i want
    and i cant have that
    the truth shuts my eyes
    its the only thing that stops the knife
    but its not that far only a short
    trip through death and we'll be together
    but maybe i dont want that
    maybe i want something else
    would you trade me for eternal life?
    god i hate myself
    this darkness shows my true purpose
    but im blinded by the torture in your eyes
    i dont know whose standing infront of me
    do i still love you
    do u even care
    its not that i dont want you anymore its just....