While you were doing her last night,
I was crying,
twitching,
tweaking out

Caring,
Fearing,
Wondering if things'll ever change,
or will they stay the same.

I never meant to hurt you,
but you've killed me this way.

While you were inside of her,
I was outside myself,
confused on what i've missed,
what did i do to deserve this.

Forgiveness, the center of your eternal bliss
That I cannot give you, as the nothingness
eats me inside out.
I waited for you,
and you alone.
But you've shared yourself the way i can't
and wont

I cared enough to be alone for the one i loved

you looked to heal yourself,
in someone elses arms,
shattering me whole

Does this prove that you don't care about how i feel?

Does this prove that i meant NOTHING to you,
yet you mean EVERYTHING to me....

While you did her six times,
i cut,
Shread,
Mutilated
myself six times more,
showing how much you've shattered me...




again.