He ripped me open, and scarred my soul-from my poem.

Trust is a lie found in fairytales, little girls grow up believing, we soon learn the true meaning but by then we've already began bleeding-by me

U say u love me to the ends of the earth but yet u always cause me soo much pain and hurt-by me

Hello, this is your life speaking, you have no idea what your doing, do you- not by me

I see you there crying out greiving my missing precense, i know you feel me watching you, so please stop crying, dry your tears, and know im smiling down on you.-by me

Im a lesbian because all guys skrew you over in the end. [no offence, guys, just bad experience's]

Abuse doesn't have to be physical to scar you, to cause you pain, somtimes simply peircing words can drive you insane-by me

The light at the end of the tunnel has been extinguished, by the blood that runs from my open veins-by me

My sorrow to hidden for anyone to touch,my wounds to deep to mend, my happiness to shattered to pretend.-by me

Love-the slowest form of suicide-not by me