Will this bad day ever end?
I'm tired of what I've become
And sick of how I'm seen
Life can only be simple for some

And with this knife as I tear at my wrists, I know in the end that I will not be missed..........

Tears are falling
the blood drips down
im screaming inside
but i dont make a sound

My eyes have run out of tears
So I found another way to cry

A life of on going depression, cutting is a release of my aggression

~*Loving someone and getting hurt is like a cut...it will heal, but there will always be a scar*~

.:i’D RaThEr bE ReAL:.
.:aNd SaY hOw I FeEl:.
.:ThAn aCt aLL fake:.
.:aNd be sUmThiN I AiN’t :.

.:All wounds heal but the:.
.:scars they leave behind are forever:.

Don't you ever wish to wake up in a room of white, with a voice slowly fading saying "She's not going to make it".

-Donno who it's from

I hate when people ask if I'm okay,

It's just another reminder that I'm not.