Cuts on my wrist,
Some on my hips,
And the ankles ,
Well you should already now.

The blood goes down,
The blade presses past,
For a moment I feel fine,
Until the cuts goes deep.

There's over a hundred scars,
Some are gone,
There's more still here,
I feel like im not healing.

These cuts are part of my life,
And no one can stop me.
No help will ever do,
Because it will just be me and the blade.

Forever, until the end.


                j.s

Did he actually love me,
Or am I truly a lone,
Did everything he say,
Was a lie to keep me here.

Did I mean a thing,
Or just a piece of dust,
Nothing is clear,
You can't see through his eyes.

His smile seems fake,
And so does our love,
Our love is not even love,
He's not even here.


            j.s

I feel like I lost myself,
I'm not actually here,
My screams are silent,
My arms are covered,
My hips don't show,
And my ankles are barley there,
My makeup is smeared,
Only at night,
Through out the day,
Yes,
I pretend that im fine,
But at night I wish I was dead,
Gone.

         j.s

You were once here,
Treating me like a princess,
In a house of gold.

You told me the word love,
Promising the meaning,
That there was a forever and always.

But now were here,
But actually you're gone,
The castle fell down,
And so did our love.