You want me to stop,
I want me to too,
but it's gone on too long,
(im stuck like glue)
this habit is ragging through thoughts and dreams and as long as I'm with you I don't have thoughts of those things. It seems as if we share a lifeforce, can't live without the other - we are both only half alive, just barely trudging along.
We save each other and harm ourselves. They've taken you away from em. So now I'm only half of what I was. "Things are getting better" I say
but only because I have given up on feeling
because all I feel is pain
so I fake a smile and laugh all the while,
when inside I feel ashamed.

SUICIDE COLORS
Dark room,black
tear drops stain the sheets
white wet sheets
tears drop to the sheets
the white sheets
the silver shows
glimmering
snickering
take me
use me
slice it up
cut to bleed
silver to skin
skin, pink, turns red
bleeding, feeding
silver to red
white sheets on the bed
turn red
tears blood
red wet sheets
Am I Fucked up
or did I jsut Fuck Up?
veins popping
blue ones to purple
screaming crying
bloodshot eyes
rusty blade
silver to orange
from water
clear innocent water
drown me
cut me
bleed me
rope brown
cant touch the ground
ceiling to floor
subtract the floor
Am I Fucked up
or did I just Fuck Up?
drown me
hang me
cut me
Am I Fucked up
or did I just Fuck Up?
drown me
hang me
cut me
bloody sheets
bloodshot eyes
innocent water
swinging rope
popping veins
Am I Fucked up
Or did I just Fuck Up?

Me and Jody might be getting back together.....!!!

Eddie Edward Eddy Edward Edward Edward edward edward

I fear all these thoughts that scrape and gnaw at my head, feelings of hate and sorrow and dread, I lay hear in bed devoured by fear, I closed my eyes and wish you were here...