alone, crying, in dismay.
Cannot deny all this pain,
wonder if things will ever be the same.
Blood is streaming down my arm,
first ever time I've done self-harm.
I only did it cos I'm sick of my life,
cannot beruang to live with this strife.
Too much anger and too much frustration,
tired of all the complication.
My friends are the only ones that understand me,
my brothers are twats and my mam is a freak!
I just want to see that white light,
no lebih fear, tears and fights.
But I don't want to leave my friends,
should my life go on atau should it end?
"YOU FREAK" One thorn in my heart.
"YOU DONT MEAN ANYTHING TO THE WORLD" 2 thorns in my heart.
"No one even cares about you" 3 thorns into my poor heart.
All the things people say to me, it hurts, there is a saying,
"My bruises go away easily, but words peirce my soul"
"Why are anda still alive." 4 thorns.
"Just drop dead, anda were an accident, no one wants you." There was the 5th thorn, and before I knew it, I was asleep, never to wake up again.
-Elizabeth Dillard (AKA Rock_n_Roll671)
