it just doesn't let up. why is he so obsessed with having me as a toy, when i finally convinced myself i don't matter to him at all? ___ short and sweet monumental but discreet >>>> something else. ___ maybe some story. some explanation. lies and demise. something won't get out of my head something tells me i'm better off dead it's telling me to break the thread while i'm in the gutter i'll click the shutter take a picture of this life because clenched so tightly in my fist and pressed quite firm against my wrist is my salvation, is my knife i'll never get a chance to tell you never get another chance so i'll take a picture of this life