He stared at her with blank eyes
Then looked the other way.
He loves it when she cries.
Tomorrow is never a new day.

Hurting inside
Scarred from his life
He looks at his reflection
And curses himself for it all.

He knows its not right
But he just loves the rush.
Invoking the pain
Is his secret crush.

Self destructing
He starts to bleed
On his veins
Death continues to feed.

It feels so good
So good, it starts to hurt.
Oh so good, when he makes her feel like dirt.