My heart on the verge of exploding
My wrists on the verge of draining
My stomach on the verge of tearing
What is happening to me?
Im Dieing

(1Poison2Cutting3Pills)

Did you know that most cutters stop for awhile and pick it back up in a few years?

Shattered glass all over the floor
In each piece
Images that used to make her whole....

Drugs
just make me worse
With nothing i feel like i wanna die
with them im outta control
What am i to do?

When i see you cry, because your hurting, it breaks my soul, tears me apart
Yet i am strong for you just like you are for me
I put myself back together that instent
So i can put you back together

You Say You Care....
If I died tomorrow would you even notice wasn't there?
If i died tomorrow would you come to my funeral?
If I died tomorrow would you ever think about me?

*Thats What I Thought*

This face i put on is old of wear
It's getting old and starting to tear

Im tired of hidding
Im tired of fighting
Im tired or trying

Im not scared of being alone
its what i might do to myself
that scares me

A little girl asked me
whats that on your arm
i had no choice then to tell her the truth
i cut myself because i ease the pain i feel inside
that little girl has never been the same