some times i fool myself and the pain goes away for awhile... but it always comes back... and no one has stoped... and thought about saving me... my screams of help fall apon death ears.. im so tired... im tired of fighing... and when i stop the darkness cheses me and i let it and some times it feels like the only thing that wants me greated it wants to distroy me but isnt that more then what u wanted? and when i come out of the darkness... for just a breath i see these cuts... and u know what even if u cared u could never save me from myself.
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