muddytool

I can't breath. I'm breaking down again. I can't see. I'm falling in another hole. help me see again. I can't think. just another drink. and I'm down (but I'm not falling down. not breaking into a million pieces for you. I may love you more now. but I'm not breaking down.) hit my knees and pray one last time. mold me like clay again. you made God damn fun. use me! like you did before. like I was nothing more... than your little tool again (but I'm not falling down. not breaking into a million pieces for you. I may love you more now. but I'm not breaking down over you.) I fell before went through hell before all for t

       He hung on the cross, stareing into her eyes. he held only a dagger but due to the spikes in his wrists it was a simple tease. she did not look at him yet instead looked at the ground. "please." he begged. "please end this." he dropped the dagger to the base of the cross. she looked at him. "you know what you have to do." he said with tears running down his face. "must I?" she asked. "please." "I love you." she weeped. as she grabbed the dagger she felt a tear drop from his eyes. she looked up and smiled. "do it." he begged. "I love you." she weeped again. "as I you." he assured her. she started to walk off. he hung his head.