SPlIt

by TaSarah   Jul 12, 2005


I want to end it, to end it all now. Life is so complicating and I don't want to put up with it anymore.

Being here is a mistake, I guess I'm full of them in every way. I'll never end up happy if I'm still alive. So I started cutting once or twice a day.

At first it was nothing, just something to try. Then it became everything even to this very day. You'll never understand. How could you? Your life is perfect. The only thing you have to deal with is those ugly scars on your arms.

People always ask you what they are from. You honestly don't know where they come from. Just take it as a gift from me to you, hey its the least I could do.

Someday you'll understand why I come out and why you're not strong. I'll help you cope, I'll help you get through all your tough times, until your strong enough to manage...I'll be your way out.

Don't be scared, there's no need to worry...It's just depression and a split personality!

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