My Imagination is whats only keeping me alive

I'd give you everything, if i had anything left..

Why cant i do anything right? why am i such a mistake? why cant i just dissapear? why cant i die? .... </3

Anger runs down both of her cheeks, and then she closed her eyes. She's found relief in a knife.

Blood stained wrists,
Tear stained eyes.
Is this what my life has become,
Is this what i need to survive.

If you don't judge a book by its cover. Then don't judge a person by their scars.

Slit my wrists & black my eyes.

I'm lost in a picture,
with no way out...
Kind of like the girl in the painting in the movie "The witches"

Sometimes you're just not enough to keep me here.

"Take a leap from out the window cause it's way too far to go through the door."