What we could have had. what we could have been is now gone, tossed away. with my stil beating heart. please. slice my wrists. there's no feeling left anymore. what i felt is gone. gone. i waited around. bruises got blacker. this cut is too deep. i am gone. i am gone. and my heart with it. burn what's left of me. sacrifices made for you. but is this my fault? i am gone