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by Sierra~ICE~ Jul 15, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The blood splattered floor The once sharp blade Brings back memories In a fight against rage The pain has taken over Your no longer in control Your throwing away your life To the pain left untold With no one to talk to Your left with pain You hide it all inside Cutting is the only way to stay sane With no one who cares You choose to hide all the scars They tell untold stories Only told to the stars At night you take the blade And look upon the stars You wish you were happy As you make another scar This is how you cope With all your lies You tell everyone your fine When really you wish you could die With tears upon your face Sliding down your cheek You ask God why You live in defeat With no one to care With no one who knows The cuts upon your arms This is what you have chose.
by healing wounds
i really liked it..it says a lot. Healing_Wounds