You're next to me but 100 miles away.
That one phrase that keeps up apart.
"I want to die"
4 words that take you to a land that leaving you dancing with your one true love
Death
From suicide watch
The cuts that scar your skin but scar my heart with marks that last for eternities.
With every slap of the bracelet, the pain doesn't register to you but comes to me.
The one that's always by your side.
The one you never seem to recognize
I feel the pain you are numb to.
Those red marks don't stay but the emotional damage last for a lifetime.
All my pleas have fallen onto deaf ears.
But maybe you'll listen for this question
Why do you love the idea of being alone with death than being here with me?