I don't want any more scars on my skin
that bleed out his name...
If you take out all the anger
And you lay it on your skin...
Promise you won't let go-
when I slip into the darkness...
11:21 pm and sorrow hits me
again, again and again...
Colors of golden green shades
cradle aching bones, as I daydream...
These are words I never thought I'd learn to say,
but I don't want to fall again...
I sometimes feel lost behind my trusted mask,
realising that saying I am okay...
Temptations open up the gate for me,
a secret devotion is what I know I need...
If I could move back the hands of time
We'll go back to when you were born...
For a moment my world stopped
Suddenly I'm unsure of my purpose...
Created on August 14, 2014 (posted it on Facebook...
Her paintbrush is a razor...
Weak as I am
I walk up this hill...