| .:Pain:. First time I cried I wiped my eyes and buried the pain inside memories - good and bad - that's past Dint take the time to realize pain always lasts I'm waiting for it all to end Still I curl up right under the bed its takin' over my head all over again Constantly pushing the world I know aside I don't even feel the pain no more, I don't even want to try You see my wrist, I know your pain u know your purpose on your plane So I always force a smile ive been forgotten so silent, no voice im an overlooked little sister Bottled up empty holding back I'm just sitting in my room With a razor in my hand waiting for.... take it with a smile It's so easy when You're in denial Would you cry if I die Either way nothing changes Will you be ok If I go away Wish that I could stay Say you'll be ok |
| .:*Shattered*:..:*Reflections*:. ::Poetry:: |
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| ::MIsunderstood:: Slicing and dicing, she cuts deeper and deeper, seeing just one drop of blood will make her happy. Crying and shaking, she raises the knife, wishing for the courage to take her own life. Pushing harder on the blade, trying to die, she often just sits and wonders why; Why are people so selfish and hating, nobody knows the pain she suffers through. She just wants love, why don't they understand this?, nobody says I love you or asks her how she is doing. Wanting love more than anything in the world, wanting to feel pretty once in awhile. Crying and trying to die once again, all she really needs is one caring friend. Depressed all the time for reasons unknown to herself, wishing all the pain would just go disappear. Trying to be happy and funny is hard for her, even when doing things she once did enjoy. No courage to actually kill herself, just cutting makes her feel better. Wishing she could die, not knowing why, just wanting love and companionship. Crying and shaking, she raises the knife, wishing for the courage to take her own life... |
| ::Exit Wounds:: lying out here underneath the light and im numb but for my exit wounds kepy alive on on nothing but anger for now such subtle entry followed by an excruciating feeling this is my damage beyond repair this is what no healer can cure this is cold terminal descent this is the sound of muted panic something whispers from outside of myself I cant breathe No face in my reflection The last moments Twisting inside like dark metal So sick with dust Sentiment Is only pains facade |
| :: Jagged Little Scar:: Narrow gashes, long slashes, Never, ever too deep shallow wounds, and broken skin The marks on the outside reveal the pain within Jagged little scar, you know all my pain Jagged little scar, you've kept me sane Jagged little scar, you know my story Jagged little scar, you can tell it for me Jagged little scar, you have to hide Jagged little scar, you show what's inside Jagged little scar, sorrow is your name Jagged little scar, you know my shame Jagged little scar, you're not a dream Jagged little scar, you're my lack of self-esteem A narrow slit, a crimson spring The pain and blood are mingling A tiny cut, a laceration They call it self-mutilation An opening , a small scratch There is no hesitation |
| ::::Look Closer:: she smiled and you could'nt get past that smile to see her gritted teeth and wrinkled brow or realize how hard she's trying to hold back from screaming right out loud about to snap, 3 seconds away from killing herself but she smiled, so that means everything's okay. |