The memories that hurt the most are the hardest to get rid of......

"Upset m?"
...............
"Sad?"
...............
"Are you gonna say anything?"
...............
"Silence?"
*weakly nods head

silence*






Need I say more?

~I gave up.
These cuts on my arms,
Secretly, I like cutting myself.
Because it lets out pain,
I have kept inside me for far too long~

"The bear is dead
Upon his bed
Sheets soaked with red

Big surprise
Bears demise
Bleeding from his neck

Knife in hand
Bright red band
Bleeding heavily

Tears on cheek
Eyes can't peak
Closed, never to open again

Skin ice cold
No longer bold
Pale drained of life

The bear is dead
Upon his bed
Sheets soaked with red"

Sext: make me feel again.....stab me right where my heart used to be before it was abused

Sext: I want my knife blade to kiss my neck like you used to