When you write you use paper and pen...but when I write I use a knife and my flesh. You're a author so am I but my paper is my flesh and my body is my book. My words are little white lines wrote on my flesh as yours are real words on a peice of paper. When my day gets horrible I go into the bathroom and cut...cut....cut my pain away.

Well,  it feels like your drowning in millions of gallons of water; with concrete buckets chained to you until your drowned out of yourself.
Depression and anxiety attack at different periods sometimes they join up together... Til you become the ultimate victim to them going till your dead... The doctor said, take some pills it will go away but, does it really??? Every pill you pop your coming closer and closer to overdosing on your depression.

Every time I go to sleep all I see is that look as I close my eyes
Dream, Dream Go Away
Why does this dream of a car running into me keep happening
Dream, Dream go away
Why is this dream killing me everytime I close my eyes
Dream, Dream Go Away
BAM! Oh...I thought it was a dream but it was just the cold, hard, truth of my death
Dream, Dream your my reality

Red as the blood gushing from her wrist.
Purple from the bruises on her body as the beating
Green is her eyes yet she doesn't want to see
Yellow is her body from the **** her father impacted her
Red,purple,green,yellow
She wishes that she had a normal life
Red,purple,green,yellow
Her body aches for love, as when her father whispers "I love you babe" she cries
Red,purple,green,yellow
Her mother calls her fat and ugly while she beats her
Red,purple,green,yellow
She slits her wrists while she cries
Red,purple,green,yellow
Shes now dead as she was hanging by a thread
~A.E.G.

Some people believe that breathing is not a choice but in reality it's your choice to stay or go. Cuts run along her arms she blames a cat every time she cries herself to sleep from the **** of her father or the beating from her mother. Her school torments her over and over again until at last, she tries to use a moose and she takes her last breath and slam goes the chair... so sad world another mistake of others. Society is killing beaten a bruised people, just to make people raise themselves up until BAM another life is taken...
~A.E.G