Cutting
Choose your spot
Cutting
Shine it nice
Cutting
Pretend your real
Cutting
Shed a tear
Cutting
Let the blade arrive
Cutting
Give direction
Cutting
Sigh your perfect sigh
Cutting
Show your shallow smile
Cutting
Bleed alone
Cutting
Die alone.....

Fear.
I wish I never came to know.
Fear.
We try so hard to never let it show.
Fear.
A relentless force.
Fear.
It always finds its way into everyone's course.
Fear.
Go away!
Fear.
Show me a brighter day.

The only part of my day
That I look forward to
Is when I go to bed
And lay there making up scenarios
In my head.

I think of comebacks
To 8th grade bullies.
I think of witty retorts
To my mother's snide comments.
I think of intelligent things to add
To conversations I had months ago.

I think of all the things
I was too scared to say.

And in my mind
I say them.
And pretend how things would be different
If only I had the courage to speak.

What is more deadly a gun or a thought?

A gun gives an opportunity
But a thought pulls the trigger

Which do you think?

Can’t run from it
Always a step behind
The worst is I’m trapped
In my own mind

The end is near
I can’t keep trying
Stop asking if I’m okay
I’m tired of lying

My fake smile is getting heavy
Eyes can’t hold back
My mind has won
Done living in the black

Going through the motions
It’s almost time to quit
Most fear death
But others pray for it