Broken Angel

I’m tired of fighting.
I’m tired of screaming.
I want to make up.
I want to love you.
But I can’t, because you don’t love me.
I had always dreamed of the day of meeting you.
My Prince Charming.
But I guess, wishes on stars don’t come true.
My heart was held together by frayed thread.
But it is now shattered again.
I guess I am an angel again.
With a broken heart, and crimson scars covering my arms and legs.
I wanna grow my wings and fly far, far away from all this pain.
Pain from heartbreak, Pain from lies, Pain from love.
As I feel like a knife is stabbing my heart.
Going in and out, cutting my heart and soul away.
Away from friends, away from family.
I used to wear white and smile.
But know all that I do is wear black and cry.
Why did you do this to me?
Why did I ever fall for you like this?
I realized that razors have become my best friend again.
The only reason they were put away was because you made me.
So, please tell me how I can cope with all this pain now.
Tell me how?
I need help with all this pain.
I just wanna know how I got to this point and how to get out of it.