Comments about Amanda Orsburn
Holding onto every word you spoke,
you took my heart for what its worth.
Times have changed and seasons passed,
the loneliness has won this match.
My lights are off and room is dark,
I file every memory that we once had.
Flipping through the happiness that escaped me long ago,
my mind is weak and cracks as quickly as fragile glass.
The pieces are many and lacerate my insides,
everything I had is suffering among this selfless suicide.
Its a road to self-murder of who I once knew,
nothing can suppress this, not even you.
Empty bottles of alcohol and ...