Dead

if i died tonight, would you be alright? if things weren't the same, would you wonder why you came? i know some things may suck, I've had tons of bad luck. but trust me on this one thing, although it may sting. crying for so long, makes me wonder what i did wrong. if i showed you my scars, would you look at them like stars? wonder how they got there, and ask me if i would share. my story may be long, and may have done everything wrong. but I'm not the same person as before, although looking back makes me feel sore. I'm trying to do better, but you're making my eyes wetter. the weather makes me cold, you're cruelty filling me whole. the marks left on my skin, start to sink further in. the bruises are now on my heart, yet you just watch it fall apart. wishing i was dead, now I'm lying in my bed. the gun is at my head, 3...2...1 dead.