As a fenix I shall rise
And my wings on fire shall be as bright as the sun
Nothing will be able to stop me
Nor an army of titans nor an ocean
And I will fly

You slice yourself to make you bleed.
To **** emotions, set you free.
Veins flow, pain recedes.
In crimson stains you suffocate.
Just enough not to seal your fate.
You rip away to make you bleed to **** your feelings.
Make them numb.
It feels so good when it acts as a leech.
A gentle tear, a mark left there.
Pierce a portion, maybe a lip.
Feels so ******' free.
Whenever you scar, it releases such pain.
For a moment or two,
How do I know?
I used to be you.
Have scars and scratches on my wrists.
Medals from self-abuse.
Those marks are very small, once they let free my pain.
Now I'm fifty, life is sort of settled.
Me, I'll never ever slash again.
(c) Livvi

Y en la infinita obscuridad, selva de nuestros miedos
como Quimeras nos transformamos en todo para sobrevivir.
Pero permanece aquello que nunca seremos, por nada, por nadie.
Ni si quiera al final.