How would you feel? What would you say if you found me dead the next morning?
Pieces of my past cover my wrists
Tears are falling
The blood drips down
I'm screaming inside
But I dont make a sound
Not to worry, my life has been one big *d i s s a p o i n t m e n t* anyways
She looks down at her damaged arm
All the harm she's done
Every regret she lives with
She'd do anything to go back to that day
When she held that razor to her arm
Twist the story around & put it down
She'd do anything to get rid of her awful scars
Her painful memories
She'd give anything to forget the pain that put them there
She sits and cries
Painful tears fill her eyes
Silent screams & cries of pain
Arms full of cuts & scars of shame
Alone in this world with a blade as a friend
To stop all her pain, & put it all to an end
She lies in her regret, spills of blood start to drop
This is her way to make all if this stop
If one day you wake up & find that I'm not there
-- I promise you can find your name carved into my wrists
Cutting all my pain away
My heart still aches in sadness & secret tears still flow
Everyone thinks I have everything, the dont ever see the true me, & I dont think I'll ever show them...
I feel like dying everyday
And people have hurt her so bad
The only person she can trust now is herself
I used to be [ n . o . r . m . a . l ]
Young and [ h . a . p . p . y ]
Now all I have is the *b r o k e n* image
Of the girl I used to be
How do you know I'm hurting if you cannot see my pain?
To wear it on my body tells words I cant explain
It hurts to know that no one is there for you and nobody really cares
Wondering what your purpose is, or why you're even there
She finally let go of her fake smile
& the tears slowly rolled down her face
As she whispered to h e r s e l f
I dont want to be me
I wish I was a white crayon, that way no one would ever use me
I'm alone in a room that is dark
Fighting the urge to leave another mark
My tears are flowing my thoughts collide
& the end result I'll have to hide
I'm battered & bruised & all alone
Unable to fight this on my own
Friends used to help me through this day
But they saw my pain & ran away
I'm growing weaker as the days pass
Afraid today might be my last
I know the next move is up to me
Asking for help is the only key
I know what it's like for memories to make you wince
& love letters read like obituaries
& photo albums are the books of the dead
I need no reminders
No more reminders
I'll forget the past and lay it to rest
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i'm only 5" 4
you should be a model.
& your horses are amaziiing(: