Crime & Punishment

How do you cry through a writing

Because I'm all confused;

that even my eyes are melting

I want to gouge it out

So I don't have to fear that tears will come out
But no worries

I couldn't cry; tho I want to

I couldn't die; I tried, too

But at least it's not now

Not when everything's still shit, right?
That was my crime
There is no excuse on my behalf
I could just disappear
when I hear myself laugh
But maybe
Just maybe
I love the way its killing me
Slowly ripping my

heart

out from the inside