Blood Stained Letters (WARNING: May Contain Some Disturbing Content) (NOTE: This Song Was Written When A Close Friend Of Mine Helped Break My Heart)

If you feel so messed up, so useless, so worthless, you’re not the only one.
I’m left short of breath with this heavy feeling in my chest and the worst is yet to come.
Every night I talk to the stars and pretend they are you,
They act like you aswell, far away and just don’t have a clue.

I need you
I want you
And if I can’t have you
I don’t know what I will do.
Not all scars show, not all wounds heal
Sometimes you can't always see
The pain someone feels

So paint my portrait, the story of my life,
But the words will just fade away stuck in black and white.
I cry for the time that you were almost mine,
I cry for the memories I've left behind,
I cry for the pain, both old and new,
I cry for the times I thought I had you.

There is this girl in the mirror and she looks a lot like me
And all she seems to do is think about you constantly
But she's too shy to ever let it show
Are you sure you do not know.

She needs you
She wants you
And if she can’t have you she doesn’t know what she’ll will do.
After every kiss, and every lie,
Nobody loves me, nobody cares,
I just sit alone in my room and cry.

So paint my portrait, the story of my life,
But the words will just fade away stuck in black and white.
I cry for the time that you were almost mine,
I cry for the memories I've left behind,
I cry for the pain, both old and new,
I cry for the times I thought I had you.

Come to me in my nightmares
My one and only love
Soar right beside me in the dark clouds above
No one can find us up here all alone
So come to me and I'll take you to places you've never flown.

So paint my portrait, the story of my life,
But the words will just fade away stuck in black and white.
I cry for the time that you were almost mine,
I cry for the memories I've left behind,
I cry for the pain, both old and new,
I cry for the times I thought I had you.

So paint my portrait, the story of my life, (I cry for the time that you were almost mine)
But the words will just fade away stuck in black and white. (I cry for the memories I have left behind)
Not all scars show, not all wounds heal (I cry for the pain, both old and new)
Sometimes you can't always see
The pain someone feels

I cry for the times I almost had you.