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by Dangerous Angels Feb 5, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I watch the blood run down my skin passing cuts and scars and as I watch this happening my problems seem so far I've done this so many times before I can't no longer feel the pain so I cut deeper and deeper ever time as my mind slowly goes insane I no longer have that guilt inside it's replaced with a wicked grin as I look for the next cut to make I slice the blade right through my skin When I'm done I simply cover it up and go back to my daily ways No one knows this secret of mine and that's the way it will stay
by Stevi
thats great too. i can really relate to your poems cuz i've been there n done it all before. keep up the good work!
by Jennifer
I like it.. thats for commenting on mine.. lol i think yours is better than mine :)