IRC-Galleria

I miss crying.
Crying is what I do
when the world erases me,
I can always turn blue.

I miss cutting.
Cutting is what I need
when the people let down
I can give myself the bleed.

I miss hating.
Hating is what I am!
There's no one in existence
who deserves it more than...

I...

I miss drinking.
Drinking is what makes me free.
Free of shit of living here
this life. It makes me.

I miss all those things I do!

So why wont I go
and have myself a blast?
Get wasted, angry, anxious
and give myself a slash?

Well...
The reason is you.