Confession

Roses Doesn’t Fly

The time I felt mislead, denied from all things.

Mentally broken down but physically built well.

The heart feels heavy and it hurts everyday.

Her genuine personality that nobody sees but me kills the last bit of control I contain.

Ignore what the mind speaks and follows the retarded soul of mine.

The soul of mine.

I dont even know him, but he know everything about me.

Takes control when I try to breathe, I swear it kills.

Rather die than numb the pain, live with a bullet over the rose.

Poison rushing through my veins, feeling weaker and weaker.

The sacrifice for putting you before myself.

Were you grateful?

So selfish and blid though you tend to seach what I seek.

I’ll forever forgive you for making it hard to cry but the stress is so manipulative.

Grab the rope, unload the pistol, pop a xanax to shoot my at my soul, hang...

Confession

I'm done with you.

So long with you.

I can't keep holding on to you.

I'm done with you.

Won't run with you.

I can't sing the same song with you.

I'm done with you.

No love for you.

I can't say I would jump for you.

I'm done with you.

No fun with you.

I can't see what they saw in you.

I'm done with you.

I'm blaming you.

I can't believe you blame me too.

I wanted you.

I loved you.

Something I regretted to do.