I know that everyone around here would be better off if i went away, so that’s what I’m going to do, when the time is right.
All this pain, this hurt, this stress is too much for me. I mean nothing to the people who mean everything to me. Its too much for my heart to bare.
This is not a life.
Sitting here and I feel sick.
I want to go home.
But I do not know where that is anymore.
I want to tell you that I love you,
while looking into your eyes.
Not while shaking,
in front of a gravestone.