I ponder, I hurt, I cry, I dry, I stumble, I get up again. I'm human, it hurts, I laugh, I smile, I cry, I dry, I stumble, I trip, but I've come too far to go back again ~ BrokenPuppet
Love is giving someone the power to destroy you, but trusting them not to.
A self harmer is what they would call me.
day after day, facing the same struggle.
wrist, thigh or hip, the blood is all the same.
a sticky sweet scarlet mess
thats left after the kiss of a cold blade.
the sting so sweet, the cuts so red.
not understood by many, this relief i feel.
or the pain of knowing im not strong enough to resist,
that temptation thats always looming around every corner.
endless nights on crying.
long lasting days of silent screaming.
that i want to end.
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