CutThe fear in her eyes.More Like This
The pain in her heart.
She picked up the blade
And all she wondered was:
"Where do I start?"
Tears mixed with blood;
Metal with skin.
As she cut deeper
her soul was numb within.
Smiling at the escaping pain,
She cut deeper
Again and again.
What was once just a way to cope with life's friction
Became an overcoming addiction.
rather beI would rather be deaf then listen to one more lieMore Like This
I would rather be blind then to look at your 'sad' expression
I wish you would stop reminding me how it could have been because it never was
I do not enjoy these tears that rip my heart apart so why do you keep causing me to break