The Past Is In The Past

Fix Me

If a minute is an hour

I've been awake for centuries

thinking of what could have been

without these entries

I need help

someone save me

I hate me

I'm about to take a leap

I'm slowly giving up

this defeat

put me to sleep

I can't handle this heat

I'm falling on my knees

praying for the future to come

so I don't have to suffer very long

always could be severed with you I'm bearable broken promises

you said you will fix this

Mend back our broken family

"heal it"

My wound is open

go ahead

close it

if this is life

if this is what I get

hand me a knife

Matter afact

Cut my wrist

Let me bleed to death

I can't take one more empty day

forget the pain

how about the day after

The day in vain