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2003-07-15 @ 12:42 p.m. Barely breathing, barely conscious With a heart too heavy for my chest to hold I lay here shaking Mourning the loss of a three leaved clover That i once thought was four I guess for me, luck always runs out at the stroke of midnight It might not be so unbearable If your malicious ghosts would stop chasing me Never letting me forget, No, never letting me forget Just how much you've hurt me So this is what happens when you give happiness a chance? Just more heartbreak and suffering And more sleepless nights spent restless? Well i could do without it Why do i keep falling for the promise of a storybook ending? Though i'd like to believe the girl gets the boy After reading endless pages just to get let down again My faith starts to fade into the breeze You know i once told you that i would do anything for you And by your actions, i assume you want me dead So here's the knife, pierce it into the small of my back If you don't know how Let me carve directions into my wrist Though i'm sure you've had experience Funny how the cute ones always know how to cut you just right Well i hope your happy with what you've done Would've been a shame if it was for nothing And know that the day your pretty ghost finally disappears It will be the happiest day of my life. .Past. Entries.
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