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by Emma Carnage Mar 26, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I sit in the shower letting the warm water run over my skin i stay cold though cold from your look of disappointment sitting here every imperfection on display i see the bruises and the scars i watch the water drops on my leg every one different every one unique every one perfect i’ll never be that way never in your eyes i see the tiny hairs everywhere i watch as water puddles in between them everything is perfect in here everything but me the blemishes on my skin are nothing compared to the marks on my soul i’ve been beaten and bruised just by looks and by words i want to flow away to follow the waters path the warm and perfect i sit until the water goes cold i can’t feel a difference i’ve been been cold the entire time i’ll never be warm again
by eternal rest
aww... emma... its beautiful....