Love is a word so real and true
love is a word for me adn you

*~from my poem "love is a word"

When he see's that you slit your wrists

he'll pretend to care and say who left you like this?

you'll be quiet and act all shy

when really all your doing is screaming YOU inside

She’s lays on her bed wishing she\'d die
She lays on her bed and thinks about suicide
She thinks about all the nights you didn\'t even try
She thinks about all the nights you made her cry

She'll hate you for what you put her through for a while

but then she'll suddenly start to smile

because at the moment she realized

that your all she wants inside

I would do anything to call you mine just one more time

&& today i was *FiNe* without you

Most girls have a past on there wrists

because guys like you leave them like this

from my poem stupid fling

I wish things were like they used to be

because without you i can't be me

~from my poem Scars

It's not my fault

YOU

make me slit my wrists

Why can't i get your smile, your laugh, and your voice out of my head?