On top of the roof The air so cold and so calm I say your name in silence You don't wanna hear it right now The eyes of the city Are counting the tears falling down Each one a promise of everything you never found.

Chains Pale Little Girl, Mind gone mad, Chains binding her, Crying as she is sad. Tears stain her face, The chains rusted with age, How long has she been here, Trapped in this cage? Rattling the bars, Screaming for help, This poor little girl's, Heart will now melt. Don't feel sorrow, For this small child, Don't feed her now, Her rage will go wild. For inside this girl, A monster remains, This human illusion, Covered Bloody stained. Killed all her family, In cold-blooded tide, Possessed by a monster, Lost the human inside. Her soul is long gone now, And all that is left, Is this sad girl's body, And heart ready for theft. But you feel sorry, For this cute little child, Don't look in her eyes, She is not so mild. Don't undo that lock, Please, forget these pains, Don't pity the child, Don't loosen those chains.

To Write Love On Her Arms - Self Injury

To Write Love on her Arms - Self Injury

She couldn't take it anymore
just let the blade bite in
let all her pain and hurt flow out
the penance for her sin

Theres no hope for her in this world
not one more heart to care
the pain is now her only friend
the blade is always there

So next time just turn and walk away
like everyone before
and let this pain flow out of her
until there is no more

Then empty as the lifeless gaze
from everyone she see's
she'll wonder through this life alone
and never knowing peace.

You could be her only hope
so don't just let her pass
give your love this very hour
for it could be her last.
-Sheldon Robinson

Abuse Twisting, turning, thoughtful thinker. Struggle in bed, don't go to sleep, Close your eyes, don't make a peep. He is back and hunting his ground. Open your slits through which you see, A life at its conception. The tear of pain open for all but me. Thrust up your arm, escape. Wailing, moaning, flashing, speed. A life time of torment ends in pain. Eternally yours, forever mine, An alternate reality down the white lane

Numb I stand under the blast of the shower Hoping the pressure will strip the numb away But the pounding water on my skin only drives it deeper in The blade makes my skin leak rubies that I don't really need So I try to force things like 'love' and 'compassion' Into the space left behind but they only fall out again And all that's left is more room for 'pain' and 'sorrow' To grow and leave me feeling bloated with 'agony' Painkillers call to me, trying to convince me that everything hurts But I ignore them while I pity them because They're only trying to fulfil their purpose, And without their purpose they'd only be empty capsules of sugar With no other reason than to rot the teeth that you Smile so prettily through Contact with others always left me drained and unable to release any more; They just don't see what they're doing to me. It's my heart, damn it, give it back so I can Entrust the needle and thread to someone else Who's better at putting me back together You're too willing to open up to me and trust me, Because I'm so devoid of secrets that you Fill me up with yours and skip away unburdened while I struggle with your baggage, but then I always was stronger than you

Cutting Cutting is like, An addicting drug. Once you start, You can't stop. My advice: Don't start, Just don't.

+He+ It's a fucked up thing, When you realize he doesn't care. He says I love you. I began to believe it, But now, All I feel is that emptiness. Neither he, Nor anyone else can fathom it. Or understand it. My emotions go down the drain. My intense monotony comes back. I turn into a burnout. Trying to retract, From the cave borrowing into my chest. Slowing shaking, And quaking. Bringing more rocks down with the tremors. I wonder if he cares. No, I know he doesn't. Hell, He isn't even capable of missing me. No move has been made to speak to me. No move has been made, To show he cares about me. Though, it's nothing new. Just the usual ignorance towards my feelings. He'll just brush right over it. Say, "She's just stupid, It's not my fault." I wish you would see. What you do to me. You make me numb to my emotions. Falling into an ever continuing supply of black. You're asinine way of showing me 'love.' It doesn't have anything behind it. You lie, And lie, And lie. Until I'm lying on my back. Staring at the sky. With no life, Behind my milky white eyes. He wouldn't care, Anyway. THE END