She said she can't do this anymore
She tired of the pain you always
Put her through.
She's done everything she can
But it's still never good enough
For you. Every night she cuts herself before she goes to bed.
To her, it seems to be the only
The thing that she has left.
If she tried to get away you follow her it's as if to you she's not human
And only just a sex toy.
As if she wants to make love with you. In the back of her mind, she just wants this all to end.
So this time she's gone numb
To her emotions numb to the veins. So numb she ripped off the heart she wears on her sleeve
Before going into his room leaving
A note was written in her blood
About 10 pages of all her emotions and all that he put her through.
She strips naked and sticks.
All ten papers rolling them together into a long tube.
pushing it up inside herself
Lays on her back and shoots herself in the head.
