462 million years
this is the number
that comes to my
mind when asked
how long i want to
be with you but we
both know thats not
enough- no matter how
many years i say it'll
never be enough
cause i want to be
with you every second
of every day- whether or
not you're angry at me or
if we're not on good terms
i just want to be with
you always- cause when
im not, i get a strange
feeling in my lungs
maybe its cause you are
the air i breathe
the oxygen i need

how funny it is
when i was younger
mother would kiss my
boo-boos and bandage
them up.
cause you see im a
bit grown now- and i
cause my own cuts-
mother does not kiss
them- no band aid
do they see
my mother thinks I'm
crazy, my sister believes
im insane. i just shake
my head when they say
that cause i know they
dont know my pain.
you might not believe me
but these cuts keep me
at ease, they allow me to breathe
so please dont think im
crazy, dont call me insane...

ec

Some deep
Some shallow
A few long
A few short
Horizontal
Vertical
Tally marks
Hidden messages
Stories, poems
Half hearted truths
Etched into my skin
Cuts and scars
Pain and release
Pleasure and regret
A secret bliss
An unknown woe