She wanted to look beautiful at the morgue. But instead the scars on her wrist and inner thighs showed. The only thing people didn't see. Was the pain and scars on the inside. She was taken over by herself. she kept a smile on her face. Everyone thought she was happy. She was a bright and smiling girl. The girl inside her cried and shattered. She breaks down at night. She was okay for a while. She relapsed. This time was different. She completely shattered. She let the inside her take over. She let her real self go. She would miss her friends and family. But it was time to say goodbye. She swallowed the pills. She was now in the ground. But she was free and beautiful.
I want you to glide your fingers Through the strands of my hair As I kiss your neck with passion To avoid your lustful stare I want you to caress my body And cradle me in your arms Intoxicate me with your presence As you promise me no harm Put your hands on my hips Because you know that I will lose it As you make your way down I will beg you not to quit Make your way between my thighs Until you hear me moan I am yours, as you are mine Your body, I will forever roam
You are like me, I am like you, we differ, but relate too. You're so much like me, like the brother I never had, but when I realize the true feeling the butterflies never end.