about me. NOW!

There are so many thoughts and feelings in my head,

All fighting to win trying to get me to different things,

I normally write to get them out,

Its like they crawl out of my hand onto the paper,

But this way doesn’t always work,

So I use my other way,

I take a razor blade and draw a picture with a twist,

I will draw this picture on my wrist,

And as the red blood flows,

It will for a while wash away my sorrows,

The feelings and thoughts creep out with the blood that flows so fast,

But this relief it would never last,

And what I am left with is these scars,

People comment on my scars asking if they used to hurt,

But never do they compare to the true scars left in my heart!

sadly... but true!

Trust is like a mirror,

once its BROKEN you can never look at it the same again...

I've learned that it takes years
to build up trust, and it only takes
suspicion, not proof, to destroy it.

I hate my animal instinct..

i hate it when it's true

..and i can't see you the same way again.