I have prayed only to sleep, and to never awaken.
I have begged for your touch I long for your grace.
What went wrong? What have I done? What is this path I have taken?
I close my eyes, I long for sleep. Please erase this face.
Did I thrust this jagged blade deep into my own heart?
I trusted, I believed I heard your words of love.
I have so many questions, will there be answers? How do I start?
I have so much anger, I know I must seek help from above.
There are days that this pain seems to never end.
I know that I had to end this way of living.
I have found that I can cope, but I know this broken heart will never mend.
So with tears in my eyes I say "My love will always be here for the giving."
I have heard that number one is the hardest number to live with night and day.
To give away the one you love, and wish them good bye is the hardest to say.

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