when you get bullied it could lead to something very serious go to youtube  and type in amanda todd and youll see

SELL me a violin, mister, of old mysterious wood.
Sell me a fiddle that has kissed dark nights on the forehead where men kiss sisters they love.
Sell me dried wood that has ached with passion clutching the knees and arms of a storm.
Sell me horsehair and rosin that has ****** at the ******* of the morning sun for milk.
Sell me something crushed in the heartsblood of pain readier than ever for one more song.

my heart is broken slowly being crushed by the ones who are supposed to love me
fracturing and cracking piece by piece it shatters
pain surges though out my body and i cry out
the shock is to much to bear tears pour from my eyes  as lay on the floor
dead on the inside and it slowly on the out
so cold so numb i cant even feel my heart the beating has stop alone the only sound is tears and the last pieces of my heart hitting on the floor

Dead skin and dirt under crescent shaped keratin claws
I'll take a shower- fix the problem, but
Sin isn’t grime, and pain isn’t filth
and the lines on my arms
aren’t a map
directing you anywhere
but you’ll trace them from my wrists to my eyes and you’ll
wonder

Last night I dreamed you needed me.
In the background,
Melissa sang "No Souvenirs"
I whispered softly along
wrapped in a haze of contentment
emptiness banished.
Unexpectedly, you touched me
It all came slamming back
Everything I'd buried
the completeness, the hunger.
This morning I wept
I remembered, nothing faded.
It was just a dream.
1/20/2013