Writing doesn't even block out my bad thoughts
Now my heart sits numbly as my body rots
Death crosses my mind countless times
Because of my sadness my wrists are covered with lines

I say, "Every girl is entitled to a secret"
And my mind, heart, soul and arm are engraved with them x\3

My heart wants him so badly it kills.
But my brain says, "no, he'll hurt you."

When you told me i need to open eyes, cause you've changed, i laughed, my eyes have always been open i just cant see passed the tears you caused me.

I wish someone could stand with me,
And help me to survive.
So if my fire of hope runs down,
They'll keep the flames alive.

It's getting harder and harder to wake up each morning.... I'm about to give up.... It has to be easier then this sadness that consumes my every thought

~~~this is How I feel all the time.~~~

I was alone with my hatred and the pain that was so bad it was like being tortured. Like being dragged slowly across a bed of razor blades. Pain so bad you could take death with a smile just to get away from it.

Tears have come && tears have gone.
My emotional torment still lives on.
The scars right here upon my wrist,
are what have helped me get through this.

Behind this innocent smile of mine, lay words that go unsaid.
Words of longing, love, anger, && hate, all repeating inside my head

I don't know what I'm doing anymore.
I don't know what I wanna see.
My world use to be worth living for,
&& now it's hard enough just to be me