I'm lost and I found my way down

All day I lie on the cold floor, my eyes staring at the wall, my clothes drenched in blood this time from freshly milked from my own veins. My imagination is my rescue and I prefer my floating lifeless world above reality. I seem to be this unstable girl, an unstable girl who craves him. He who tore her into a thousand pieces, he who is unaware of the damage he has created. He opened doors in my mind that only lead to the damnation of my existence, he triggerd things I never wanted to feel ever again. I slowly slip away in my endless narcotic state of mind, I need all the things I never wanted to need ever again.

I no longer believe in love, love is dead. My heart is a redundant organ, a burden I must carry through this life.

I wonder if he ever cared about me at all, I wonder if his words ever have contained some kind of truth.

I know one thing for shure, I'm sick of being played and lied to, so this is my goodbye.

Love is a rejection that I can no longer swallow, he's the only salvation I will accept.