I have stayed above for so long
but now i finally see...

I am not quite sure hat this is i wrote this about...
I am walking through a maze...

It was overwhelming
the pressure was too great...

These scars on my wrist
i do not like to hide...

Well when i wrote this poem i had just drawn a...
why do i wear this smile...

I know it hurts you
and your pain hurts me...

The skin is broken
as the ghosts of yesterday converge on you...

I inhale deeply
the pressure builds up...

Everyday
i look at the marks...

I can't wait
until winter comes...

I take a tentative step
out into the ice rink...

Each day is new
each new day holds new things...