Im so tired.
Tired of putting on the "happy face"...
Perhaps today
will be inspiring...
Thats it.
I am so done...
The dagger of life
Came and stabbed me in the heart...
Fireflies emit post traumatic
notions of existence...
Heavy drops of rain fall on my face,
mixing in with the hate...
You were my Sis and my friend
you use to always talk to me...
Sitting in a corner,
As I always do...
Standing in a crowded room
looking to my left... to my right...
**September of 2009
Slit the wrist...
**September of 2009
The warmth from my wrist mixes with the pain...
You told me that you cared
you said you would never leave me...