a poam i wrote waay back when i was depressed
I hate
i hate evry cut , evry slash,evry scar
evry drop of blood i spill is more than i can take
i hate 2 bleed but it heals the pain
evryone is wondering why im making up lies
i tell my best friend she just cry's
now sudnly she wont talk
now im in shock
i trusted her but now
all she is , is one more scar
hate evry cut , evry slash,evry scar
evry drop of blood i spill is more than i can take
i hate 2 bleed but it heals the pain
but then evryrhing changed
they called me down asking me questions,
i made no implacations just suggetions
then y? why oh y? did thay ask?
thay asked " may we see?"
i cryed as i pulled down the wrist band and showed them
them made my promis 2 quit and i did
hate evry cut , evry slash,evry scar
evry drop of blood i spill is more than i can take
i hate 2 bleed but it heals the pain
they thought i was out of the darkness
they thought it was no more
but no the demon stll thrived in my soul
for i only thought of my addiction
hate evry cut , evry slash,evry scar
evry drop of blood i spill is more than i can take
i hate 2 bleed but it heals the pain
i held the blade so close 2 my skin
it gleamed oh so evily
i draged it across my skin
and wathed it bleed
my demon shall thrive
and haunt me till the day i
die
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Don't be shocked that people died.
be surprised your still alive