þetta er ljóð sem góð vinkona mín samdi.



Torn and helpless left to cry, a fragile body left to die. Confided within a silver blade, cutting away to make life fade.

Bleeding through her pretty clothes, her life´s a mess but no one knows. Watch her life fall apart, all because of a broken heart.

My bruised body, my broken heart, my battered soul has been torn apart.

I am going to break it, my promise was fake. I promised not to cut, I just can’t tolerate the pain.

I am getting tired, I’ve taken the pills. I can’t feel the blade but the pain inside kills.

I’m sorry I broke it my promise was a lie, I’m slipping away, this is my final goodbye.

You can lower my casket into the ground, my cried are over i am without a sound.