Reasons

by Jenie   Jul 24, 2006


If I let you in on this little secret of mine,
you promise not to tell?
On my wrist I made a deep scratch, kind of a line,
on it, his name I spelled.
I sliced my wrist clear to the bone.
Now this morning after my skin drained pale,
my true depression is shown.
I dont want to go into detail
but let me say, you are the reason I cry.
You are the reason I make myself bleed.
You are the reason my wrist runs dry.
I hate that you do this to me
but what else can I do
when I find reasons to bleed
I feel like im being touched by you

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  • 18 years ago

    by BleedingAngel

    Ohh wow, brillinat hunni...God this was so deep and so well written and I can relate so so much!! I hope you are okay, things were going so well for you sweety, please email me....Yeah I know we haevn't talked for a while, but don't worry I am still doing great....

    I love you sis - Sabrina