I am not sure what to write here, because in all honesty... I have no idea who I am anymore... All I know is one day I hope to get out of here. I want to go to a place where no one knows my name and start over; with everything I've been through, I feel I deserve a do-over |
Everyday becomes more of a struggle.
Each and every breath...
This is her darkest despair,
a life she can no longer bare...
Suddenly,
you are all alone...
She cuts to help ease her pain,
and watches as the falling blood makes her feel...
In the shadows they hide.
Watching my every move...
With every tear that has been shed
and every word been said...
Tears run down her face
as her heart begins to race...
In the shadows they hide.
Watching my every move...
I walk down a path
through the park...
I look at my arms.
The cuts and scars are healing...