Cut My Life Into Pieces Lyrics Novels & Stories

“Of course, you know what it’s like to lose your parents. I’m sorry.” “No, it’s okay. I’ve had time to heal. The shattering feeling hits home.” “Like you are trying to grab at fragments of shattered glass. You cut yourself, trying to grab at them before they disappear. In the end, you are left injured, but because of so many missing pieces, you can’t even put them back together. No matter how hard you try, you can’t fix it, and you have to live with it.” “Exactly. I don’t even remember what the last thing my dad said to me.” Iris shifted to look at me.

"Until you said I am not you're life. I'm just A part of it. A rain fell down I cried like there's no Tomorrow I love you all my life But you broke my heart You make me cry Cry..." I still remember when Justine was. These are the times when we are both confused. The time we broke up.. "Bridges: Then someone told Me all you've said is A lie Because all your life You care for only one You love once And it's me

She screams in my head. The faster I am cutting myself, the faster I am healing. “You won’t even allow me die? What else do you want from me, haven’t you taken enough and made me miserable enough??” I stagger and land on the ground. The blade in my hand falls away as I cry out. I press my eyes hard as tears continue to flush out.

I just stood there, frozen, watching the life I thought I had built, shatter into a million pieces. Finally, I found my voice, though it was jagged and weak. “Jeff?”

Insects buzz between leaves, making their own sweet melody. It’s so beautiful it hurts. I don’t get to have beautiful things. Not since the night my life cracked in half and the red wouldn't come off my hands. Not since I watched my family torn to pieces by something I still can’t name, not since the sirens and the silence and the lonely years that followed. The dark fog where my meagre good memories are buried. No friends, no roots, no softness. Just me. I sniff one. Then again.

It's just that I am a broken thing, And breaking is all I can give to the ones I love. I never really confided in anyone, never needed anyone or destroyed anything until I met that shit, it destroyed my life. I sent my hand down the back seat and caught a packet of block crystalline. I opened it up and grind some of it, regretting every second. I dissolve some of it and injected it through my veins like a fucking junky.

It was simply the beginning of something new. My thoughts drifted back to that family trip—the day we were attacked. The surgery had been a success, and my life, once filled with pain and sorrow, finally ended.

she didn't like her sulking all by herself. Ashley smiles, "Ed Sheeran said in his song that a heart that is broken is a heart that's loved, " she said, "why does it always end like this? Why does love have to be so painful and cruel hurting you when you've got no bad intentions, giving you hope and life only to take it back when you least expect it? Why does life even exist if it does no good? She asked in between her sobbing, she could feel it, her heart is shattered into tiny pieces and she can't do everything.

I thought and took a candle stand and throw it on the mirror making it shatter in pieces just like my life and heart The room is soundproof so no one will hear it, it's not like anyone else is here except us. I looked at the room once again that had our pictures decorated on the walls. I love you very much and it hurts to know that you don't. It's very painful. And I want to be free from this pain. I bear my soul in front of you but you? You just broke me completely. I sat on the bed our bed that is decorated with rose petals and a white silk sheet is placed