Take this razor and carve in my wrist, so everyone knows it was your morbid kiss.

This is my time,
My time to fly,
Out of this world.
Out of this lie.

(from my porm fairytale dreams)

One after another,
The pain I cannot feel.
They turn into scars,
Wounds that never heal.

(from my poem, My White Flag)

~*~Elisha~*~

So my scars show the way,
The story of my life.
Lined up on my arm,
Embedded from a knife.

(From my poem, behind the tinted glass)

~*~Elisha~*~

So I grab my razor,
My only friend
Slicing my skin,
This is where it ends.

form my poem, My Room, My Tomb)

~*~Elisha~*~

I hurt myself today to see if I still feel.
I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real.

~*~Elisha~*~

There's another world inside of me
That you may never see
There're secrets in this life
That I can't hide
Somewhere in this darkness
There's a light that I can't find
Maybe it's too far away...
Or maybe I'm just blind...

~*~Elisha~*~

Everytime I close my eyes I see your face, And everytime your near my heart begins to race...

~*~Elisha~*~

To think of you.
Is getting too hard.
I gave you my heart,
And you gave it back scarred....

(from my poem Letting go...)

~*~Elisha~*~

...And when our lips touched for the very first time, I knew that you would always be mine...

~*~Elisha~*~