_laying in a bathtub full of freezing water, wishing you were a ghost_
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Put yourself in my shoes
And open up your eyes
Tonight I lock myself up
And think about these lies
The world is short, I know
But I just can't seem to hold on
I will continue to grip on to this rope
As my hands blister and bleed
But I was never strong enough
To hold on to forever
And if I let go,
I want you to know, that
It was not your fault
Strength comes from within
And my insides are empty tonight
But don't cry for me
Please don't pity this girl
It was not your fault
Strength comes from within
And my insides are empty tonight
I stare at my reflection in the water
My God, I hate myself sometimes
I continue to stain this rope with blood
And I somehow feel less than a person
I'll try to hold on just for tonight
Will I stand this blood
soaking my black bracelets
And into my heart?
Or will my insides somehow become full again?
Only the future knows for sure
But tonight I must warn you
That I might just let go
With a tear-filled goodbye
And if I fail to spit it out
In my final gasping breaths
I just want you to know that
It was never your fault
Strength comes from within
And my insides are empty tonight
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