I knelt before a wooden box,
What appeared to be a Chest...
I drew a picture
would you lik to see it...
I take this knife
As I run away from civilisition...
Leaves crunch underneath her faltering feet,
The noise almost inaudible against her pounding...
This isn\'t a poem...it is a letter that my mom...
Cecilia...
Tonight I die. I won't keep pretending I'm all...
Am I okay now? Or am I just sleeping? I can here...
In an endless desert, far away
Marines do battle, so we can stay free...
I joined the Marines to go to war.
I fought for life and limb...
To you it just doesn't make sense
You'll never understand what you did...
Looking down on the lifeless figure
Sitting alone in the dark...
She hadn't cut herself for a year now,
She felt an overwhelming urge to break her skin...
They've made me
mad I'm ready to...