So many suicidal thoughts
so many tears left unshed
for each tear that doesn't fall from my eyes
you'll see a cut there instead

~from my poem "The Truth"~

I think of the blade in my hand
and how many people have broken my heart
I'm trying to keep it together
but I'm falling apart

~from my poem "on the edge"~

You're the first on my black list
because of all the scars you made
you tend to open them all back up
just as they start to fade

~Part of my poem "my biggest mistake"~

I got a life once but it ended up being this one...

I can't help you if I can't help myself...

Yeah I used to be suicidal
but I'm not anymore
because now my body
lay lifeless on the floor...

~from my poem "Lifeless"~

I'm going to write a story
one with a twist
I'm going to write it with this blade
and slide it across my wrist

My problems fade away
as I watch myself bleed
for when I get depressed
this is all I need

~part of my poem "Left to die"~

Shards of me, Too sharp to put back together, Too small to matter ,But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces

I tear my heart open. I sew my self shut.
My weakness is that I care to much.
And our scars remind us that the past is real.
I tear my heart open just to feel.