letting people know what's going on, and, what's gone wrong - or right in their life. Anyway, uh...I know, heh. <_< I haven't gotten to those messages, uh...well, if you care; this might help explain.

Found my eyes crying, last night,
they're still drying, blur sight...

And I laid there, for hours,
feeling the streams, like showers...

Felt it to my heart,
slowly, but surely,
ripping apart...

Felt it in the start,
slowly, but surely,
felt it to my heart...

And now I can feel it,
the way it courses through my vains,
each word you scream causes more pains,
each time your mouth open calls more names,
each sentence you form you deny's more claims,
and each argument is you playing more games...

Do you feel no shame
when you place this blame
when you say you don't feel the same
you don't feel the same...

And now I feel the cuts,
clenching of my guts,
the bruises, refuses,
to leave my skin,
the skin chooses,
to bathe in sin
since then, again,
again, again
the holes in the flesh,
refresh in the wound
so soon before it heal
so soon, so quick to feel...

And now I feel, black and blue,
and it's all because of you
and it's all what you do, too
you take all the parts of me
and try to change who I'm supposed to be
and you take my heart
and you take my soul,
and you leave a hole,
you walk away
when I lose control
when it's you
and when it's what you stole
when I used to think I was whole
when I had you
but I never had you
you had me,
you left me,
you let me,
bleed...
you let me...
cut...
you let me...
hit...
and you let me,
commit...
and you forced
a habit...
and you took,
'till I had it...