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Jun 24, 2003 00:22

Tears fall as does the blood.
they hit the floor so loudly it was as if they were weighed down.
i can smell him on me.
its a smell of regret, anger, and never going back.
Turning away now means losing all faith and hope, as if there was any from the beginging.
i will never speak another word to him.
in regret, anger, and sorrow.
in return i gave him happiness, yet it was temporary.
i was too oh so happy for the moment
now look were i am.
in an empty stal with the only razor left.
cutting away happily at what used to be my
physical appearence.
but there is nothing left to love, i gave that up with him.
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