Have you ever looked and concentrated on your...
Stared at the delicate blue veins that are madly...

That Christmas night was cold
There was nothing to eat...

My wrists are tingling for the knife
My blood is screaming to flow freely...

Spiraling down the abysmal hell hole of...

With this paper and this ink
I shall tell you what I think...

Crimson blood dripping down
Falling Falling on the ground...

I can't believe your leaving,
I wish it wasn't true...

Tears streaked down her battered face
Emotions welling up about to burst...

Her heart was pounding at a steady pace
Until she took those pills, then it began to race...

Tears streaked down her bruised face. What had she...

With this knife, I thee vow
Never to tell when, where, nor how...

Where did the scars come from?
The people always ask...