You're the first on my black list
because of all the scars you made
you tend to open them all back up
just as they start to fade

~Part of my poem "my biggest mistake"~

I got a life once but it ended up being this one...

I can't help you if I can't help myself...

Yeah I used to be suicidal
but I'm not anymore
because now my body
lay lifeless on the floor...

~from my poem "Lifeless"~

I'm going to write a story
one with a twist
I'm going to write it with this blade
and slide it across my wrist

My problems fade away
as I watch myself bleed
for when I get depressed
this is all I need

~part of my poem "Left to die"~

Shards of me, Too sharp to put back together, Too small to matter ,But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces

I tear my heart open. I sew my self shut.
My weakness is that I care to much.
And our scars remind us that the past is real.
I tear my heart open just to feel.

I would say I love you...but it’s just not enough to explain how I feel...

If I stand, will u stare?
If I die. will u care?
If I love u, would u dare?