Everything I seem to do. No matter what. It turns on me. Trying to stay strong. I can't keep my head up. It's getting hard. The cuts are getting deeper. It's becoming to much. They're saying it is my fault. But the memories are to blame. My mind is becoming blank. The tears are getting thicker. the pain is wasting time. Blood is turning warm. There is more and more. I can't keep it in. It's spilling on the floor. My tears are no longer water. I'm crying out the blood... Everything is black. I'm falling to the floor. I am no longer sane...