Dear leaders,
teachers,
parents,
adults,
friends;

society..

Please, please, please,

Think,
Before you speak.
Because your words will echo.
And they will scar someone
in a way,
Or more *.

You dont understand me!! You dont and can't see!!
Just how deep the darkness dwells
Just how much the pain it swells
How very little else is left How very scary it is for myself
I know how hard it is to simply live with me
I know it won't take long before l have to set you free You'll be one more scar
one more pain
You'll be one more thing
Yes everyday life seems a little darker
Yes everyday to live through it gets a little harder Sometimes I get lost in the swirl
Sometimes everything becomes a blur
This feeling of already being dead
This feeling of nothingness is filling me with dread.

Bleach me like the whitest hair
I long to feel the burn under my skin

Darling your claws are sharp
But they don't reach within me

I hope you leave marks
I hope it leaves scars

So that I may remember you;
- when we eventually part.

She said he'll be back
She said his doing everything for us
She said his getting tired serving others just to provide my future
She said his a good man
And I believe it every day
Until one day
She said he'll never go back
I get sad and asked her why
She answered me and said his busy serving others
So I went into our roof and put on my blanket on my neck and tight it up
I lift up my two arms and shout
"I'll be there dad. I'll help you serve others so you can finally go home."
And then I jump.
Thats where I got my scar
Cause I fell down
They send me to hospital but he never came
I was hurt but what hurts the most is knowing that all you have been believing for so long was all lie
He has a new family and he didn't choose us
He choose to leave us
And from then I vow myself not to talked to him ever again.

Let us kiss the scars away
Palm to palm
Fingertips intertwined
Swimming in each other's collar bones
Lost in each other's eyes
Let me count every eye lash, learn every story, dream, passion
Let us kiss the scars away

Every scar, every wound
every bruise, every lie
your battle scars

I am a terrible liar,
no matter how thick
my masks are...

In this land
I feel out of place.

It's hard when
you're often misunderstood.
I just let it be
succumbing to my faults,
to my insecurities,
to my doubts & fears...

I breathe-in the toxic air
and breathe-it-out...
No matter how much
you cleanse the air
that comes,
when you're
stained
it leaves a scar
that's hard to heal.
Then everything comes
to a choice,
**** or be ******.

I have been good
so far...
Letting the river
flows,
never got to swim back
or even fight
the rushing currents.
Pretending to swim is
easy.

In the end,
life is  been
good,
despite happiness
is just a mask.

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

I'm the sappiest tree ever grown.
My fear, though, is that one day someone will
cut me down, take all of my treasured
products and leave me with nothing
but the scar from their jagged saw.