We were fine, and now your pissed off.
All of it is gone now.
We have wasted so much that we had. And I think that somewhere inside, we still have it.
But right now all I have is burning eyes, and skin and a bloody razor blade.
But you, oh no, you have have your independance.
I lost mine a long time ago.
I was and still am dependant on you.
You were like my ciggarettes and razor times three.
When I was with you I didnt need nicotine.
I didnt need to see those crimson, beaded lines along my wrists.
But all of that is gone now.
I want our happiness back.
I miss it. I miss you. I miss everything.
Do you miss me¿ Do you miss us¿
We are still together and I miss us. How fucked up it that¿
How is that even possible¿
I hate this.
All of what used to be is gone now.
I am going to be gone now.
I will put an end to your pain, with mine.
Good night, and have a good life.
With out me.
Because all of US is gone now.

Wow, this piece is one of my most personal ones, it is actually a piece I wrote during one of my first sessions in therapy. It let out alot of things that were really fucking with my head.(not like you couldnt tell) But I was actually dating soemone with bi-polar, and wow, We both had some serious issues...so yeah. I guess you had to be there...