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Breath in...

why bother live when theres

nothing here for me?

Breath out.....

No one knows,

and no one sees,

What is happening to me.

Breath in...

she says grow up.

Why?

He doesnt care about me.

All he can say is whatever.

Breath out..

i have no where to go.

i have no one to talk to

i have no one to see,

what is goin on inside of me.

Breath in..

while everyone passes by,

they cant see that i am holding my breath

and waiting to be found by some body..

No one knows and

no one sees

that im setting my soul free as i

Breath No More

the world is a dark hole.

i can hear but i cannot see.

you look at me and expect me to understand what you are saying to me.

my heart was broken, and u picked me up when i was falling.

now its happening again.

once again my heart is shattering under this weight i hold and im falling.

the world is a dark hole..

is it true? that i really did fall in love with you? how can this be? i just met u.

but u held my heart, which is now destroyd. how can this be? what your doing to me??

the world is a dark hole..

im not exactly sure how to say this, but i guess this is goodbye, for now. ill see u in another life, now that,

My world is a dark hole.

The silent car ride,

My tearful eyes

The day that I finally died inside.

My blood soaked wrist

And the glistening knife

Were the things that

Should have ended my life.

They rushed me off

To the hospital that night

A place for people

Who lived in fright

The horrific white walls

The tensions cold air

All the children crying out

In their pain and wear

The dark room

My roommate and I kept

Was the one that haunted me

Every night when I slept.

All the blood that was drawn

I still painfully lack

It haunts me these days

To ever look back.

Ten therapy sessions

Each day and night

So overwhelming

All I wanted to do was fight.

The bolted windows

The locked doors

The imprisoned children

In the psychiatric ward

Letters from loved ones

Saying I love you so much

Them saying they need me

And miss me and such

I open the closet

In my bedroom

So plain

The wall filled with

Carvings and drawings

And names

A phrase carved into

That old wooden door

It read Kelly died here

And that I could not ignore

To this day I wonder

If that Kelly is alright

If she has fun with friends

Or has sleepless nights

I remember that day

With the glistening knife

My blood soaked wrist

And the horrible life

I still walk on

With my head held high

As I think of the

Day I died inside.*