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she_bleeds
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souless wanderer
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She_bleeds no more. The wounds are closed now, never to be reopened. She_wonders what she could have been thinking all those years, when knives were her escape from the pain of reality. She_promises to stop this time. To not go back to the worthless existance she had before. Her scars take to much explaining. They are now an embarassment to her. She_lies about how they got there, and no-one belives her, but they don't disagree. She_cries for no reason no longer. She_smiles for a reason again. She_lives at long last, in happiness.
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041115
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magicforest
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Happiness is never everlasting. But neither is grief. loves her girl
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041115
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sw
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It doesn't have to be everlasting. I'll take what I can get for now. Things are working out, finally.
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041115
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iNsEcUrE_GoTh_GiRl
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she bleeds red ink it doesnt look real its too bright, too shiny it looks too cheerful shr must remove this happiness it has no place in depression sitting in her bath of cheeriness she wonders why she feels so tired shiny red shimmering.....so pretty seems dangerous.... she cant remember why a flash oh yes now she recalls..... the razor blade bobs she smiles ironic how happiness can hurt so much.
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041116
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falling_alone
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be nice to me i gave blood today
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041117
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pete
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one drop at a time, corrosively, onto my exposed soul
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041117
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She
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Enough pain, enough wounding. It's over, the hurting is over. I am perfect the way I am, and that doesn't mean I don't make mistakes. It means that in my humanity, even my mistakes are perfect.
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041118
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misstree
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and each drop is an ember sent forth to burn in her name.
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050820
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*Amy*
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why would I change some things to be better? why would I want to be better? what for?
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050821
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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