Burn This Scrapbook

Burn. I'm falling apart. you don't understand. why should I

care? I knew it would all end. the memories still

run vivid in my mind. I wish I could

hear those sounds of laughter everything falls apart right before my

eyes. this light has faded away. all

I see is this dark cloud. and the

ghosts of friendships past have faded to nothing.

how poetic the snow falls on a

day where everything we had was erased.

here I lay bleeding out my pain. (falling

asleep from a razorblade) it never heals. it never heals.