Every cut i make takes me further than i want to go...

from my poem "these gashes" please read it and comment it means a lot to me

Slowly receding into my own little darkness, were know one can see my pain and loneliness. I take the knife and down i sit, pull up my sleeves and up my arm i slit.

They dont care now, but when something happens to me they will...but i dont need anyone

I never noticed how much i liked him until i found out he was with her.

You look like my type..too bad im up in heaven and cant reach out to you...

I just wanted him to love me, i just wanted him to care...

Time can change anything...if you let it...

For all you care i could be bleeding and dying and you would think everything was alright...

Its been a long hard road without you by my side, why werent you there all the nights i cried?

Maybe when you find out that im dead you'll realise what you did to me...