I have been away for a long time and the poems I have written in the past are so different from the Wonderful life I have now! ! I finally have the loving family I have always wished and I no longer self mutilate.
Go to sleep close your eyes and dream of broken butterfly's who tore their wings against a thorn you know the pain that they have born
silver metal shine so bright scarelet blood that feels so right
dream of blood trickeling down and wake up just befor you drown
the moonlight shining off your tears as you bleed out your own worst fears
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Tears of black rundown my face
i dont know what to say
as i am silenced by the thoughts in my head
i dont know how to deal with this anymore
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My cutts are deep
they bleed so slowly
as my tears fall
i feel so much hate inside
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Like the pain in my trick arm
the pain i feel is my heart beating
and my muffled breathing
i stand outside staring at the sun
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