i wipe these tears,
off my eyeliner streaked face,
i feel his arms around me all over again,
crushed by this imaginary embrace.

I sit here numbed by the pain,
nowhere to run to,
no one to blame,
no clue what to do.

I listen to the same sad song,
over and over again,
crying so hard,
where did the pain begin?

Thinking first of my aunt,
the day she died,
eyes all out of tears,
the day the angels cried.

I think of my best friend,
why cant she be here?,
glance at the cuts on my wrists,
so much pain, so much fear.

It cuts deeper into me,
just like his phone call,
my ex fucking some dumb girl,
i used to have it all.

So much pain inside of me,
so unsure of who to tell,
wishing i'd never met him,
wish my life wasn't such hell.

So much has happened,
I can't believe she died,
so many hearts have been broken,
the day the angels cried.

I sit here in silence,
lips trembling in pain,
keep trying to erase,
these thoughts from my brain.

I cut myself deeper,
layed down im my bed,
wonder if the angels will cry,
when i'm finally dead.

The next day i was gone,
No one seemed to care,
no one shed a tear,
No one wished they woulda been there.

But little did i know,
what no one could see,
a tear running down an angles fragile face,
a single tear for me.