The fear of myself

by Dani   Sep 3, 2005


I donâ??t know what to do. I canâ??t keep it inside. I used to be so good at hiding it and now donâ??t even try. So many times at night I cry because Iâ??m tired of hiding. I take off the wristbands and show what's underneath I am covered in cuts that are all to deep I continue to bleed but never will they see that this is the true me and never will they know that I am this sad and want to go.

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