Do you ever cry?
Do you ever think of me alone in bed at night...

It's been ten years since I last made a slit
but every scar is still there on my wrist...

~This poem is by my best friend Olivia who wrote...
When I have no one to turn to...

In her closet she hides
along with everything she feels inside...

He Tells me not to cut myself...
not to inflict my own pain...

Maybe not tonight she thinks
as she watches her father stand at the sink...

Its pretty long but plz read it, it teaches a good...
So you feel sorry for yourself...

I had a terrible disease
it was eating me alive...

Hello there~
you're the devil from my nightmare...