Broken promises, forgotten dreams
you're never good enough it seems...

You see the signs
They're not hard to find...

Staring up at a starless sky
I sit alone and wonder why...

Tulips
Spring time...

I'm trying to run
but you're pushing rewind...

One cut, two cuts, three cuts, four
opening up to blood and gore...

1, 2, 3, 4,
please stop knocking...

**kk, so there are really 2 versions of this poem...
broken down...

* CYW stands for Child & Youth Worker. The...
I don't know if I can do this...

They say he's dead, but he's not gone
At least he's not to me...

- i sit on the lid of the toilet and begin to cut...
even as i begin to clean the wounds, the rush of...

Take my sadness
Take my shame...