friends

here i am sufferingand wondering is this how fucked up it can really be?Afterall we are talking about me.How dare you say you understandwhen you can’t even hold my hand.You called yourself a best friend told me you’d be there straight til the end.All those nights you wiped my blood makes wonder why so much work and know hold such a grudge?i thougt you were strong i guess i was wrong.Look at you and look at me is Hell really the place you want to be.Your killing me softly by turning awaycause all i do is cry while you supposively have your wayYou told me hell is wrong in which i indeed agreebut why can’t you see your killing me.I’ll be gone in awhile makes me wonder you had such a beautiful smilebut your in denile.So much for strong, i think your weak you couldn’t even hold me.So this i say to you chose your words wisely as you won’t be seeing me!