You give me too much attention. Let go of what hurts and stay positive. You may find yourself stuck between a rock and a hard place, but hard places tend to be broken and go away. Take your pain and place it on a shelf for you to laugh at later. Give me nothing but silence so I can enjoy my peace and space.

Self harm is never pretty. No scar will ever look as appealing as the beautiful body you already have. Put down the blade and see yourself for you. No opinion other than yours is worth a scar. Save yourself the time, because at some point someone will ask and you will wish you never had to take the time to explain.

You talk about my writing like you could do better. Write your emotions in a symphony and play it so I can hear. Pour yourself through a pencil and see where you go. Read my past and tell me there is a difference. No art is different. From writing to speaking and drawing, art will forever remain the same. Our styles speak louder than our words so take caution for next time I promise I won't hold back.

I remember the perfume you used.
I remember the smile you gave me every day.
I remember the feelings I had when we kissed.
I remember the ups, the downs and the all arounds. You kept me going and now that you are gone I've realized that I've always been the one making myself happy.

You live under a roof of psychotic misfits. You have such a gentle soul and should not waste time arguing with someone who will not see your value. You are blood but you have no ties to them. Choose your family cause sometimes the one that's provided will throw you under the bus.

I drown out your voice by not caring about you anymore.

I used a black sharpie to write a love poem on your arm
Hoping the ink would sink into depths causing little to no harm
That the rough words may permeate through your tough skin
And the permanence may prove that forever starts from within
That the black is dark enough to hide all your scars from being used
And that my words are evidence and proof of my love for you

So let that ink sink as deep as it might
My words peirce your soul without a fight
My sharpie art fill you with awe and an imaginative spark
Be inspired by my loving words and the permanent scar they leave on your heart
You may forget my face, you may forget my name but **never forget where my love made its mark