Everytime i look at u a million things goes through my head, the past comes and distroys me once again , its never really over

I can't espress my pain , but i'm sure my tears could

A permanent solution to a temporary problem.

I miss you Daddy.
11/19/63- 3/11/09
I love you

I tell them i've moved past you, onwards with my life, when inside im still that girl, you left crying, broken in the corner on that summer night.

I'm starting to think that depression and cutting is like a virus that never truly gets cured. It can be treated, but it never leaves you...

She sees life in shades of gray,
She doesn't believe but continues to pray.
She won't make it, but won't stop trying,
She feels so alive, but knows she is dying.

Maybe she just gave up on trying to be good enough for you.

Slit my throat,
And slice my wrists,
I don't want to live my life

They say time heals all wounds,
perhaps thats true,
but don't they know wounds becomes crusts?
and crust teares of.
Again and again.
And each time it's painful.

From my poem "They say time heals all wounds"

I might seem like a person who have a perfect life.
A person who seem like they have nothing to be sad over.
& a person who will always be happy, but your wrong the real me is the opposite of that.