The only way to get through with hearts and wrists intact is...

Rainy days spent
Torn apart
We cry in silence
The stars come out
To play
But nobody imagines the secrets
They hold
And nobody ever suspected
That sunsets often lie.
Clarity here is pretty
Non-existant.
Day by day is constant
Torture unknown.
Nobody knows the secrets
That stars often lie
And nobody ever suspected
That sunsets often lie.
Thinking memories to be made
Replacing others we shouldn't lose.
On this rainy day I stand
Alone, and afraid.
Thinking how tragic it is
That of all the wisdom and teachings
This world does hold
That I was never taught
How to let go.