Everywhere I go I see you. Im reminded of the pain you always inflect. The hate you build in me. I have nothing to be happy about anymore. I dont even remember the last time I laughed. Truly laughed. Im just a shell of what I used to be. Not who. I was never anybody,… Continue reading cant you just leave me alone *this is my friends and i thought that she needed to have it heard*
watch my blood, fall to the floor. as it has, many times before. although, this time is different you see. it’s pain caused from you, this time it is not me. you’re the one who’s making these marks, its just my hand, my razor, leaving them. these slashs are your words, which has torn my… Continue reading slashes of blood
Walking away never really solves anything, but it seems like an easy escape, and a very appealing one. One could dream about a new beginning, being someone else, anywhere else, just someplace where there is no need to deal with the present, and the damage one can cause in a few simple, unthought out actions.… Continue reading Nothing But Darkness
Ashes to ashes Dust to dust, Bloody slashes Cutting is a deffinate must.
Ashes to ashes Dust to dust bloody slashes and razor rust
As I have noticed by reading on this site some… everyone is cutting. well I wish I had that way out still. I’m the sort of person who doesn’t promise things (I dont like to feel obligated or tie down… i will probably never be married)
Deep down By the Beautiful bay There lived a beautiful woman There she cried everyday
I stopped in my path as I was walking down the street that night. It was getting bitterly cold, and across the street was a nice, thick blanket; The night was dead and silent, so there was no need to check for traffic.