Go back to when cutting was ~the way~,
When cutting made everything ~okay~.
Now theres no more razor blades,
No fresh wounds on my skin.
Now theres just endless pain,
Endless tears in my eyes.
Because I cant cut,
And crying isnt good enough.

Love again like your heart is still whole
Smile again like you still have a soul
Dance again like you don't want to hide
Never let slip all the tears that you've cried

When death itself dies, that is when I will cry, because death is my last hope, of ever gaining peace again

If you ever see me with tears running down my cheeks...don't ask me why it's there...just gently wipe it away..and tell me everything's gonna be ok

How can you help someone if you cant help yourself

I was always told water was clear, untill last night in the bath... the water i saw running down the plug was red.

Swallowing handful of pain,
hoping it will bury me,
bury me deep,
deep so i can watch everyone
walk all over me,
walk like they already are,
everyday shoving me in a corner

Holding it in my hand,
wondering if i should swallow them all.
thinking things through,
"fat", "ugly", "your worthless"
goes deep through my head.

I love you to death....literaly

I'll never get over the s.t.u.p.i.d f.e.e.l.i.n.g I get everytime you sign on. The one where I think maybe, {just} {maybe}, you'll talk to me first.