I don't have time for just a painful memory. Your lies are a part of me. I took in all this held back pain. Like the waters in a hell storm rain. Now I've flooded with bloody tears. Bleeding for the rest of my hurtful years. I've cried and cried until my eyes ran dry. Now I cut myself and bleed and bleed until I die. But really though the real cut came from just a painful memory. How when you broke my heart it scar'd the thoughts in me. I never thought I would die from a broken heart. But here I am dieing, because you had ripped it apart. I hope you catch my last tear drop before it may fall. For the lies you ever told me and the hurt you ever brought and the love I ever felt for you, well I hate you for it all.