Across the ice she slices gracefully,
Just like a ballerina on the stage...
My, now tainted, soul,
Was formed from blow after blow...
You cut my paper thin heart,
With dual sharp-edged scissors...
Some nights,
I kiss the nightlight sweet dreams...
There's this feeling that I've been having
It didn't start out too strong...
This life so insignificant; every action without...
A dominant cold heart, with cruelties so intense...
Some people say
that little girl is perfect...
They say getting back up is easier the third time...
It isn't...
To everyone who reads this,
I'm sorry for the pain...
Pulling at each mound of fat
That hangs upon my skin...
DAY LIGHT
FILLED THE EARTH ON A COLD WINTER DAY...
I know what i need to do i just don't know how to...
how do i quit this? do i ask for it in.....who...