Yes, its true.
I have scars on my arms
but I am not some kind of a freak.
They are memories when I have fallen apart, they are times when I was weak...

The scars show my past
They show where I have been
The memories of war
And never peace within

(From my poem; My Silent Scars)

~*~Elisha~*~

You left me with one thing
Something you didn't intend
You left me with a scar on my heart,
Something that won't mend.

(taken from my poem: My Broken Love)

~*~Elisha~*~

My razor,
The one I used to call "friend"
The only one that was there for me,
When my long days would not end.

(Taken from my poem, I Won)

~XOXO~
Elisha

Sometimes people put up walls. Not to keep others out...but to see who cares enough to tear them down.

I'm scared I've lost sight of you
So scared that my memories have faded
I know I can't bring you back,
I know I've lost, and I hate it.

(this was going to be the beginning of a poem but i decided to make it a "quote"...kinda...)

This is what I wish:
To drift of into eternal peace,
Never to wake again.
And have my endless misery cease
This is what I want in the end

(taken from my poem: The Battle Has begun)

~*~Elisha~*~

In my heart,
That is where my secrets dwell.
They beg to be heard.
From my mouth, I'll never tell.

(From my poem: Deathly Secrets)

xox
Elisha

I got that one special guy - when he smiles
at me just once; it brightens up my whole day
& when he hugs me * it's enough to make all my
p r o b l e m s g o a w a y

The pills are working,
I can feel their power.
Inside of me,
They will slowly devour....

(taken from my poem, My last good-bye)