I'm crying

it's so late at night

but as i read how i could be

how i could have died

i cant help but think

what a lucky bitch

because i know

that they got to see him

and he told them its ok

to feel this way

they would be missed

but they're with him

and all the pain and hate

no longer will exist

 their new life has begun

and they are accepted

they are wanted

and nobody will hurt them again

because they are

his suicidal angels

it was never their fault

he knew this

as he created all creation

he knew they all hate each other

and he would understand if i became an angels too

life is so unfair

i know they will cry

they try to keep me alive

but i cant keep it in

bury me six feet under

show all the scars on my skin

beautifully blemished

just like my soul

take me in

see who i am

and say good by for the last time

my dearest friends