The slicing and dicing
Game is getting out of hand
And I'm loosing control
Doesn't anyone understand

My thigh now covered
My forearm raw
With bright ****** lines
That nobody saw

And I'm sitting in my bed
Clutching my shoulders and rocking
Because I can't throw away the teeth
That keep biting and locking

Their rusty jaws on my body
And the battle wounds are deep
I try to fight my demons but
They come in at night and creep

Into my bed and infest my dreams
With horrors of my past
And visions of unspeakable things
And I don't think I'll last

Another night trapped inside my scared body
Because my demons are inside
And they're clawing and demanding to be let
Loose, my mouth open wide

So I cut loose my demons
And with every slice
Another one is freed
It just took a little splice

I feel like my mouth is being pried
Open wide by the jaws of life
And someone is laughing and pouring
Sand down my dry throat

And into my aching empty heart
Where you still sit and stay
And all I wanted was to be okay
I guess that's not okay

I'm coughing and loosing air
Not like you would care
And while I'm dying to find a way to slit
My throat open wide

You still stand there and stare
At the freak show happening because
Everyone is wondering why I'm
Choking on sand but

They were the ones to force it
Down in the first place
And instead of helping me out
They just find my struggle entertaining

So let's stop fighting
The struggle is tiring
And my voice is barely there as I
Let out a barely audible "*******"

I wish I'd never told you
I now feel your eyes
Through my sweater and jeans
And my privacy feels stripped

This isn't what I wanted
Not even a little
I only wanted you to know so if
I cut too deep it wouldn't shock you

Now I don't know how to act
Around my own mother
I feel awkward and ashamed
All I feel is sadness and pity from you

Please don't let the cuts change
Everything around me
Because change is the last
Thing I need right now

Sweet relief and
Unattainable bliss
Inconsistent with reality
Calming, surprisingly
Irrational, maybe, but who cares as
Dawn approaches and I am dead
Empty of all blood and life

One day there was a boy
Who saw a pretty girl
She had warm Autumn hair
And eyes of blown blue and green glass

The boy knew he had to introduce
Himself to this small girl
So he walked right up to her
And started to sign his words

His hands flew through the air
Nervously trying to say hi
The girl nodded her head and pulled
Out the pen and paper

And at this old coffee shop
They spent hours writing away
Words started to rush together
And sentences turned into paragraphs

By the end of their chat
She wrote a number below
She received unlimited texts
And wanted to see him again

Love is funny that way
It bends and breaks rules
It twists into different shapes
Sounds and smells

Love is ready to do
What it takes to make it work
Even if one person cannot
Work their own vocal chords

Stumbling down the winding
Road I start to question
Where I'm going
And my destination

Why do I walk and
What for and where
How does this help or hinder
Why should I even care

But I notice as I walk
The winding path made for me
There are many people stumbling
And obstacles they do not foresee

And I walk my winding road
Just trying to make it down
Like everybody else on the slippery hill
As the world keeps spinning around and around

I don't quite know how
You knew but you did
I was about to cut up
When you calmed me down

You called me asking if I
Was fine, and I whispered
"I'm not" into the phone
And I started to cry

Thank you for knowing