"I wish i was actually invisible like you make me feel, least that way no one could walk over me and treat me like dirt..."

People say life is what you make it

the real truth is its what life makes you

The depression hurts almost as bad as the words you said.

Real, is "fake reality" lied to.

The pain and insanity that everyone thinks it take
To drag a blade between the veins,
Is nothing compared to whats within,
When somebody decides to throw me away

From my poem "Throw Away"

And all I want is for today to end and tomorrow to never come.

How can i cut and have no one find out??????

Why keep it going if soon you're willing to die?

She no longer bleeds, at least not when you're around...

1 2 3 Close you eyes. 4 5 6 slowly drift away. 7 8 9 Feel no pain.