The scars on my arm are nothing compared to the pain that put them there.

Oustide I am calm and well....
Inside I'm going through Hell....

Inside my mind I'm falling apart
Dying slowly with a broken heart

These scars remind me of my past
On my arm they will always last....

With this razor I rid my pain
Scarring till all is tame....

If you would have taken the time,
You would have seen that I'm not fine....

(taken from my poem Save Me)

Someone come save me from myself
Just me and no one else....

In my thoughts I'm doomed to die
In my head I'm all a lie
Slowly fading away from you,
Away from this world that I knew....

My tattered soul....
My broken heart....
My weakened mind is falling apart

(from my poem, My silent screams)

Blinded by my self-infliction
I can't help it....it's my addiction....

(from my poem, My Addicion)