Hope that I didn't have has gone.
I loved him.
I love him?
It doesn't matter.
I probably can't run away even.
I tried so damn hard.
So damn hard.
I know that they're there in the kitchen.
I just want to pick them up.
And erase the pain
Please, someone, anyone, rescue me?
It hurts so bad I can barely taste my own life as it filters out of my body.
I want to be erased.