I wish so much for a match
Set my world of darkness into flames
Sprinkle leaves of magic upon my arms
And softly say “things will change”

Part of my poem Broken Angel

Breaking free from my cell
The blade is the key
Put it to my wrist
And let the rest set me free

part of my poem Painless Suicide

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The blade tears a hole
That old fimilar sting
I try to tear it all away
But I still remember everything...

I cannot cry
These drops of blood
are my subsitute
for the tears...

Nothing could ever taste as good as thin feels

When she looks in the mirror
She doesn't know who is there
It's as if shes confused
By her own broken stare

~part of my poem Sitting in the Dark~

Painting my art
Wishing to never be around
Using my body as the canvas
And a blade as my brush
Each scar that was added
Just a reminder of how my world was crushed

part of my poem "hopeless"

I need to get away from everything
Just break away and be free
Since you can't love
Or maybe you just can't love me

~from my poem I wish you felt the same~

Addicted to the knife
Something I said I would never need
I said I wouldn't become this
And now for fun I make myself bleed
My addiction
Will someday kill me
But then again
I was already dead, couldn't you see...

~from my poem My Addiction~

When she's all alone
Her world starts to cave in
She looks into the mirror
And says "everything is in ruins"

~from my poem Stand in the Rain~