And so the saying goes,
'I've been hurt so no longer will I feel...
You said by embracing you,
to the degree of suffocation...
Everyone wears a mask,
A pasted smile on their face...
I look inside the meror
and see an unformilior face...
Everyday, I wake up and fail, however, I pass...
picturing life a wise mother raising strictly her...
I can see the blood in my mind and feel the blade...
This memory haunts me always calling me back for...
Mountain. Heavy mountain. It changed over a long...
The sky. Blue sky. Invisible objects. Visible...
Look into my eyes,
What can you see...
Can you see who I am yet?
- The scars that riddle my arms - My silent plea...
Does it ever really stop?
The pain...
Drip drip as the blood hits the floor
Another slash to the arm...
I tell you how I feel, but your heart is at repose
I give you my heart, but yours is in comatose...