Wipe those tears away
and fix your face
Clean the blood
thats dripping down
your arms

You're going to be wearing long sleeves for a while.

God forbid these scars are seen
or right back to the mental hopsital
you go

The word pathetic
         Lingers in my mind
                         like a bad song

I should've stood in the freeway
That night you drove me home

         I'm worthless ****
To think
  that you would think more of me
               Than just a fun time
While you were ******* around
              I was losing my mind
The words you didn't say
              Said more than what you didnt

And when you gave up
         And drove off
             Leaving me in the street
I knew
I was better off
*Dead

loud music
drowning out soft cries

desperate eyes.. tired eyes..
I've given up everything eyes..
they look even darker than usual

"Do you sleep at all?"
"You look tired."

razors everywhere
engraved loneliness
dripping blood

"We accept the love we think we deserve."

take three pills
I wish I had alcohol

"Stop the sad faces, smile more :)"

Days of the week start to frustrate me,
and overwhelms my anxiety

Tears no longer have any meaning,
and that's why none are shed

The only time I'm truly free
is when I'm asleep dreaming
which is why I've taken an attachment to my bed

The razor in my drawer going across my wrist sounds all too pleasing
but how can I live if I'm dead?

Its 2:30 am
and
here I am blowing cigarette smoke
into the wind
While sitting under the cloudy skies
I desperately wish to dissolve
into the night

Between crying and screaming in anger