Waves crashing, upon my heart,
All I've come to know, was ripped apart,
My clean arms, have bleeding scars,
My thoughts, have been butchered,
Emotions never ending, bottled up inside,
The screams you never hear, the ones I always hide,
In this lonesome room, yet another,
Suicide.

They say to hide my scars
But I don't want too
They say it's OK
But it's really not
They say I'm crazy
But I'm completely sane
They say that I don't try hard enough
But I try my hardest at everything
They say I don't know what pain is
But I fight battles everyday
They say who am I battling
I say myself...

He sits alone in his room... He is grounded... He was never good in math. A girl about 13yrs old walks up to him and says "take my hand boy, and I shall take you somewhere new" he took her hand. There they went... Up up up, til thee were specks... Then they were gone. He was so happy... Or so he thought. He was being eaten alive by this girl. She was making him think that this is what he wanted... But this wasn't him... The darkness was his safe haven... He went back to it no matter what. The wind there caresses your face through the darkness. He was then loved and never again.

Maybe one day you will see. Maybe one day you will hurt like I have in the past. Maybe one day your mind will be just as ****** as mine. Maybe you actually are fake. Maybe you see the work like me. Well... This are just the maybes... Things that will never happen. Some people are blind to what is around them because they have friends. It is one thing to have a friend. It's a totally different thing to have a blood-******* animal around you all the time. So I say maybe to encourage myself that it might happen even when I know it will never.

To:all of my ******* haters

     I pray that one day the tornado will come. Eat away at your thoughts. Torture your mind. Tear everything apart till there is no more. I pray that the tornado that you "normal" people call  "life" messes up everything for you. Until you see how it feels to have REAL pain.

She sits against the window seal as if ready to fall, clutching onto her tattered blanket so tightly. They thought the shadows would eat her alive... But it was the other way around my dear. No one knew how strong she really was until she became the one that was and will always be a demon.
               -Audy Matthews