every time I inhale
the cold burns my throat
the irregular pattern
makes me choke
I want to die
I want to bleed
you told me you loved me
I thought loves all you need
the inevitable pain
shot out in the dark
I was your target
you got your mark
you make me scream
you make me cry
do you find it amusing
that I am dieng inside
its such a lost cause
to tell you how I feel
you think its all a joke
but I know its real
