Help
I scream
Hands shaking
I am broken
Laying on the floor cold and abandoned
I deserve this; I did it to myself
With blades to skin
Every wish
To be
Thin

-ARI

Am I the only one that has their demons feasting upon their souls?
They say it is easy to tie a noose around your mind,
To overcome the urges and temptations of ending your life with a suicide
They don't know the true pain and torment that is going on in my head
An epic battle that leaves me with restless nights in bed
"End your life already" they say, as they prey on me during my weakest hours
Sometimes I give into the voices, carrying the sharp blade to my wrist
Crying as I struggle to mutter three powerful words that keeps me going
Choking on my sobs, my lungs deflate with a desire to say that God loves me
I try to convince myself that God is trying to test my faith
And to just wait, wait and wait
Then my Demons will eventually go AWAY.....



~Imperfect Desire **

The freckles across her unknown face
Were like stars kissing her cheeks
And I was envious of them.

The scars across her tired legs
Like a map showing me each place
Her mind has ever been.

Her weary chest a living urn
Holding ashes of which I have learned
Are from her love now dead.

The smile sweet upon her lips
Fake as the words on an actors script
But few will ever know that truth.

The liquid drowning her bright eyes
'Ever ignored like time passing by
Now finally I can see her.

-ARI

There are butterflies
floating in my stomach
and living in my skin
except that they're
muddy
and jaded
and wet

The butterflies
are
moths
and
bats and spirits

A hazy grin on a foggy Tuesday
and I hope you
bleed
for being responsible for the scars
on someone else's skin

I craved the color,
a vintage film but now
I'm graying,
A faded stopwatch
stopped in time

"No" is never "yes"
because a body is a body
meant for soul
and a body is not yours to
control