Thoughts racing through my heasd
the vicous screams they taunt me...

I'm not just standing here for your attention
no, i have long since given up on you...

**I wrote this poem for my friend Jordan who is a...
Slipping down further and further...

Thoughts of you cloud my mind
the bright smile that always crossed your face...

More than 8.5 million people in the U.S. have...
This is the end...of self-mutilation...

CROSS MY HEART
HOPE TO DIE...

You are the strength that keeps me going.
You are the hope that keeps me trusting...

I pull on my long sleeve shirt Careful not to hit...
I look in the mirror and see the scars and the fat...

I wanted to soar,
to fly against the currents of the sky...

For just one moment i felt special.
Safe within your arms...

**Sorry it's long, i didn't right it, my friend...
Life isn't about keeping score...

**In Memory of Austin Johnson, October 16, 1898...
I kiss your cheek just one last time...