Cut to bleed
Bleed to feel
To feel the pain
That's sadly real
Today I'm here
Tomorrow I'm gone
But that's okay
I don't belong

I'm just another cross on his LIST
He's just another scar on my WRIST

(I heard this from one of my friends...I can relate to it x x x)

Bandaids cover the cuts
Wristbands cover the scars
But nothing erases the memories of all the Red tears I have cried for you

(I am writing a poem with this in it...so stay tuned! x x x)

On my wrist I added another sin, on my ankle, I carved your name into my skin

I own YOUR heat...But HE owns MINE

It's My Life
It's My Choices