my poems are pretty much based on my life.cuz it kina sux.there is pretty much only 1 really good aspect of my life right now and that is my bf Ben.he's got a few poems on here too.ani of my poems that say sum thin like "you" or stuff like that,its refering to him. if u havent guessed i cut.and got caught.it sux.now im stuck talking to this creepy shrink that calls me pretty.So word of advice...DON'T GET CAUGHT!!IT SUX.HORRIBLEY!!! ... |
holding my knife
crimson blood glistens...
= my bedroom door
is the gateway to hell...
+ arms of cuts
numbing other pain...
=another night
of lonely dark...
+once again
crying and alone...
nothing to gain
nothing to lose...
Today is the tomorrow of yesterday |
Anything can stop something~ |