In your perspective
I am nothing but a sound.
I am fading, fast.

I can never not love
you. I can try as hard

as I want and forever,
but I will never not love

you. You have seared
yourself on to my soul

in permanent marker,
drawn an infinite tattoo

there, harbored like a
stowaway. You're draining

my vital organs, my survival,
the ships about to crash, full

of water, drowning, and still
I can never not love you.

I don't think you understand what it's like to see her when she 's passionate about something.
The way she sits up and immediately focuses on one thing.
The way her eyes light up, and her words come out too quick, and the way she uses her hands to talk.
The way she forgets about everything else, anyone, anything.
The way she looks me right in the eye
The way she tells me off
The way her lips quirks as she tries to keep a straight face
I don't think you understand what it's like to see her in her true beauty.

People ask me why I cut
People say "Why would you do that?"
I'm too young to be this sad
People don't understand
I cut for me, I cut for pain
Emotional pain makes me sick
It is unbearable and all-consuming
Emotional pain in which I wallow
Physical pain is easier
Physical pain is short term
It allows me to Focus
Focus on the thin red line
The drops of blood pooling
I don't have to think at all
Nothing comes into my brain
Nothing but pain signals
No remembrance of ****
Abandonment and abuse
Cutting is my escape, my salvation
I am full of so many demons
When I cut I bleed them out
Each drop of red is a tear I've cried
Many tears and many red droplets
Physical pain overcomes me
Wraps me up in a ****** up blanket
Cutting is my drug, my escape
I am given the chance to numb
The ache in my heart is released
Through the valleys in my arm
Valleys carved into my flesh
Released through the blood
Pooling on the bathroom floor
A puddle of pain and demons
This is a puddle of me, all the
*****, nasty, unlovable, *******
Then there is a moment of bliss
That moment when I numb
Like right before they put you to sleep
The numb feeling of emptiness
I don't think about the demons
The demons in my head, screaming
They are no longer in my brain
They are in the puddle on the floor
No longer inside of me
Gone for a moment but not forever
Pain always comes back
This is why I cut, to quiet the pain

Why do they always lie?
Why do I always try to believe?
Why do we continue to forget that
In the end it’s only ourselves we deceive?

We're all souls on this wonderful planet,
filled with pains,
thoughts and opinions.
We're all souls on this massive planet,
looking for someone like us.
To understand us,
to love us,
and appreciate us.
We'r all souls on this planet,
looking for answers,
Compassion,
and someone to believe in us,
like we do for them.
-i.g.