What if in the end ill never get better?
Everyone says i will but im not sure.
How can you believe in me when i cant believe in myself.
My heart is broken.
My mind a prison.
As much as i want to die
I also want to get better.
I want someone to save me from myself.
But what if no one ever comes?
What if im destined to be alone.
My heart hurts so much i just want to turn it all off.
I wander in a trance and those are my best moments.
As much as i dont want to say it.
Im afraid to die.
Hey there my sweet angel
I see you there, all alone,broken.
I know you are hurting inside.
I see why you cry.
Just know that I love you so
And I don’t wanna see you go.
I see you drowning,
Drowing in your tears,
I know your runnin
Tryin to escape your fears.
Andthere’s a fire deep inside of you
so don’t give up yet im begging you.
At the end of this tunnnel there may or may not be light.
But its a gamble that’s worth the risk.
Youdon’t have to cry anymore tonight.
you don’t have to carve your pain into your wrists.
Tonights the night you want to give in.
I know youre drowning in your tears.
But you can’t […]
A girl who is unwanted.
A girl who’s shunned.
Where do I belong.
They tell me suicides not my only option.
But I can’t go anywhere else.
No one wants me and im already a burden enough.
I cant tell them how i feel inside.
I cant show them my scars and i cant show them my pain
Theyd never understand  and I don’t know how to explain it to them
They’ll lock me away.
I can’t tell them how my mind is now my prison. I can’t tell them how alone I feel even when im surrounded by so many people.
How no one wants to be near me.
How its impossible that anyone to love […]
Hot sweaty hands slowly moving from my knee.
Swallow down my unease because he promised to love me.
cling to the knife that makes the memories fade.
Old scars and new scars that are all the same.
Hand trailing higher now to my thigh.
The little girl who I once was is now so hard to find.
Burning dirty hands taking away my innocence.
I’ve never once felt whole again.
Trails of blood where his hands once were.
His burning flesh grasping and groping harder.
The blood runs down and mixes with my tears.
And I know that even after all these years,
His hands and any other mans hands are still my greatest fears.
A long time ago there was a girl.
She was happy and care free.
Then she woke up.
The children got meaner,
Her parents’ “constructive criticisim” got harder and harder.
His hand got higher and higher.
The secrets grew deeper and deeper.
She began to lose her smile.
Her laugh
Her voice.
She walks now. A prisoner in her own mind.
She’s nothing but a shell.
So long now its been, she cant even remember what its like to be happy.
She did everything to feel anything.
She became what her father always knew she would.
She clung to the razor to remind herself she’s alive.
She drank so she wouldn’t remember the night.
She took the drugs to numb the pain […]
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