Bad Boy Styles

I was your cure, And you were my disease I was saving you, But you were killing me. Mentally and physically Baby your sucking away all Of my energy And its not soon before I Collapse You say you love me, you say You care But the pain, and emptiness in My heart is so hard To bare Why lie? Why did you do this. *I lay dying and I am pouring crimson regret* “I didn't want to do this.” His voice cracks as he looks at his crimson color hands “its alright,” I say while gently rubbing his back “No it isn't” his voice becomes louder as he stands up and brushes the blood off of his destructive hands. He said he didn't want to do this but is he speaking the truth??