Holding my breath, hoping, praying, begging that...
Filling my bag, packing, scrunching, stuffing...

Breathe
Till the pain goes away...

~*[It is kinda a true story, but I haven't gone...
Bleed just to see...

They say
Listen...

Do you ever ever sit just to wait to cry
Just to hear your thoughts...

I write poems about cutting
And everyone asks why...

*[To the tune of Flanders Fields]*~
~In Flanders fields...

Pain takes it tole
Your beginning to see...

March march brave soldier
You can stay strong...

Hunny please don't die
For you I will cry...

Those summer nights playing tag
First time you saw your doggy wag...

Cutting
Back on food...