You promised you would always
be here for me.
But you weren't.
You didn't keep your promise.
But then again you never had
before.
Why did I expect any different?
I knew you were no good for me
in the begining.
But still I believed you.
All those hours spent alone wondering
why you weren't here.
All alone in the darkness of depression.
And when you were around I hid the
new cuts.
So you never knew.
Now when I need you the most you're
nowhere to be found.
This time no one can save me.
I hold a pistol to my temple and my
hand shakes.
But soon enough I steady myself.
I pull the trigger and the last thing I
feel is an annoying pinch.
 KariH8sEvry1 · Fri May 06, 2005 @ 02:38am · 0 Comments |
