Chris (Part One) I always loved him, Ever since we met. He never did a damn thing wrong, But still my plan was set. I want to cut my pain away, And drown myself in blood, To leave a new mark every day, Got to get ready for my own flood. I'm all alone; By myself. Unprotected, unloved, unseen, and in hell, I cried on Christmas and my birthday And every day inbetween- Cutting my pain away Scars never to be seen. I want to see a crying heart It would have a tear at the point. It would represent me: shattered and torn apart. Maybe that's just my life's point...