Let me just start by saying this: I don't judge people. I've been cutting for almost 4 years, and I've been suicidal for 6. Self harm and I are, sadly, well acquainted. I've gone through...almost everything in the short time I've lived. No matter what, I'm here. If you need to talk about anything whether it be love issues, puppies, rainbows. Or even if you're just bored, I'm here :) |
The scars on my arms tell my story
My life's sadness and faded glory...
I can't take this anymore.
It hurts so much...
Shattered and torn apart.
Ripped straight from my heart...
The light is dim here.
Screams are heard in the distance...
Inside a world no one remembers,
Lies a girl who was once fearless...
I'll sit on this floor
And close my eyes...
He died trying
So sick of lying...
Here you are
Another year gone...
Try to be perfect
Any way I can...
Purple, black and blue
Those bruises tell your lie...
Why should it matter that I want to kill myself? Stop pretending like you care. |
Bleed out by Blue October....yeah |
I am so blissfully numb. |