• The things i said
    now shes dead,
    I’m scared
    I cared.
    Crying and screaming and pleeding with god
    While she puts up her own facade
    Nothing left for me to do
    The breaths shes yet to breath are few
    I could only go by what she said
    for her pain my own heart bled
    for now i sitck it on my shelf
    but i will always blame myself