Falling into old habbits again
burning braincells and cutting skin...
Joe...
I love you...forever, and always...
Now who will catch me as I fall?
It was meant to be you, as I recall...
When there is nothing left to do
but sit idly by...
Another bad day
another bloody line...
*yick*
I sit in the corner...
Listen to me this time around.
Ill help you up when you fall down...
The Scars on my arms tell a story,
but the pages do not end there...
Yeargh.... go to
www.nightreign.deviantart.com and check out...
Confessions of my lie,
Im cutting again, my friend...
Picture to explain poem...
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/32167190...
I hear the echoes of my dreams;
these terrible things still haunting me...