There is a song of a known sorrow playing deep within the walls of my mind...wishing to play outside into the minds and hearts of others who know this pain so they too can hear its beauty. A tiny shard of glass in a world full of broken mirrors

"sometimes we have to forbid ourselves to love again, just to avoid to be hurt again..."

"Razors pain you; Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you; And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful; Nooses give;
Gas smells awful; You might as well live. "
- Dorothy Parker

Sometimes the saddest songs are the ones without words.

I'll smile and make you believe
I'm not falling apart

I hardly think before I press it to my palm
As I do this my facial expressions stays very calm
Afterwords I hate myself a little bit more
I wrap my bleeding wrists then I slam the door

-from my poem "control"

You know that you are breaking when the most positive thing you can say is "its all down hill from here."

You got what you wanted, I finally gave up....on everything.

'Stop,take a moment,& take a breath.Clear out ur head,& hold in those tears.'

I wish the sun would never rise for in my dreams you'd stay all night. You ease my pointless plague of pain...you almost make me feel all right... -Ashley Jo-