I slowly die inside
from all the times I've cried.
You look at me
with your beautiful eyes
you look right through me
like I was never alive.
I am invisible
I will always be to you.
For some reason I knew
I would always be like
this to you.
I wish you were missin' me
like I was missin' you
but no matter what I do.
I am always dead to you.
                      
                                                        S.B.

Stick and stones
may break my bones
but cutting makes me bleed.

The warm red liquid
flows down my arm
it's just the relief I need.

Silver metal
that shines so bright
has become my only friend

So I'll tear
my flesh apart
till the very end.
                                     S.B.