Please talk to me about anything.
Call me on the phone and idly waste my time.
The longer you are in my mind, the safer I'll be away from mine.

Please touch me anyway you can.
Press on my skin so I can feel the pain.
The more you can make me hurt, the less I'll feel insane.

I can't stop running away from myself.
The hell I'm in closes around me.
I can't stop dying- I don't seem to care.
If you don't, then I'll just stop trying.

Please forgive me for everything.
My intentions were not to harm you.
It's not you- it's only me.
I am empty, with no more to give you...