Go ahead, girl. Cut your wrists.
Punch the walls and bloody your fists.
Give the cheater one last kiss and hope he never finds you.
Have you ever been as lonely as I? Have you ever been hurt and pretended not to care but cried? Have you wished that all the grass has died or prayed that all the wells run dry..that all the birds would cease to fly and that black would cover every eye? Why? Why wouldn’t rain fall down from every sky and poison come from every lie? Oh, my. Do you ever think as dark as I?