It hard to say how i feel today for years gone by...and i'd cried

Whats the piont in holding on...when you have nothing to hold on for

-tear my heart open-
-i sew myself shut-
-my weakness is that i care too much-
-our scars remind us the past is real-
-i tear my heart open-
-just to feel-

*papa roach-scars*

*read my poems plzz*

It sumthing that left unexplained all the pain i have deep inside of me

**plz read my poems and comment thnxz*

U say cutting is weak? try going ONE day in my life without crying cutting N yelling then you'll see why i do so much self harm

*not mine*

plz check out my poems and comment on em and let me know what ya think

U say cutting is weak? try going ONE day in my life without crying cutting N yelling then you'll see why i do so much self harm

*not mine but i luv it*

plz check out my poems and comment on them

I hate life
life hates me
i wish i had a knife
so life didnt know me

**plz read my poems and let me know what ya think thnx u**

Slit wrist and crying eyes so much pain all kept inside

by me ..bridget

*plz read my poems*

A simple slit
and the pain goes numb
my mind simply fades
as the blood starts to run

not mine either

The cuts will fade
The blood washed away
But the scars will always be there
To remind me of this hell you made

not mine..but i like it