Slide the blade along my arm,
Remember who I used to be.
Know the hate I have become,
I am never really free.
Blood drip down from the blade,
Just as red as before.
Pumped by a broken heart,
Afraid to love once more.
Touch my lips to the bleeding cut,
A taste of my cold life.
Manifest my insane mind,
Discover it with a knife.
Try to make the cut deep enough
To kill away the pain.
Hurt myself bad enough
To cover up the stain.

An Angel

(written by my friend amy)

The glory and the sadness of her face,
All the tears that her closed eyelids held
And all the longing that her eyes have told
A lonely angel cries

Heavy gates that fate has locked sends a blowing wind over her
soul 
Causing her heart to freeze 
A frozen angel shudders

Lost and forgotten by winds that have fallen asleep
Caught in the web of years that have passed
Like a charring ember, dying into the dark
A derperate angel falls

To death's insatiable last embrace
From naked stones of agony
To a feeble spirit and broken wings
A sullen angel finally dies

Nothing to fear

Twice i tried to kill myself,i cute myself and bled,i cursed aloud, and cried real hard and wished that I was dead.

I talked to stacks of doctors told my story, they took my meds,they said I had depressionreckoned I had low self-esteem,but I have learnt so much since then, i feel I've awoken from a horrible dream.

I'll never cut myself again, i know its just not worth it,and even though i cry sometimes i know that i'll get through it.

Life is hard, yeah i agree, but you shouldn't have to die. I know what it's like i've been there, i'm telling the truth no lie.

You are so much better that people would have you think, and if you hit rock bottom don't ever do drugs or drink.

Just pick up the phone and call me, cause i'll always be there. Don't worry thing'll get better, its ok now there's nothing to fear.

My way of coping

"It's not for attention" I shout at you
"Well what then?" comes the reply.
I don't need to hear this
Can't take anymore
You don't understand,
Yet you don't want to try.
Too scared that my problems are serious
And maybe you're not blame-free,
Well blaming it on my other friends
Is certainly not helping me.
You mean more to me then you'll ever know,
Yet I hate you more and more each day.
I need you to be here for me,
Even if you don't know what to say.
Can't accept that maybe I'm a little messed up?
Well I think it's about time you tried.
I need my friends to help me through this,
"Just help me", I'm crying inside.
No one understands that,
Except my razor, my trusty friend.
As the blood trickles out I can breathe again,
And my life begins to mend.
I'm not sure what I'm doing,
Or how far it is going to go.
But this is my way of coping,
It stops me from feeling low.

Take it too far

Running my finger along the blade,
I wonder where to do it today.
Where should these new ones be made?
And then I think do I want them to know?
Do I want them to see what I've done?
No. That doesn't matter anymore,
I just need the blood to run.
So I find a hidden spot,
It doesn't matter where.
And I mark along it with my razor,
And then I cut, with little care.
It takes a few seconds,
And then the blood begins to rise.
To the surface of my skin,
And my pain, for a while dies.
I watch the blood,
Willing it, willing more to run.
I know tomorrow that what comes up,will be lots of long red scars.and i'll look at them and hope, that today i won't take it too far.

To my skin again

Dazed and oppressed
My hands shake as I write,
As I think about what's going on
And consider taking flight.
The past few days have been hell,
Again last night I was in a state.

As thoughts and feelings raced through my head, And to feel my razor, I couldn't wait.
All I wanted to do, was cut and cut,
To see the blood, and feel the painBy putting the cold, hard metal,To my skin again.

I put the knife to my throat,
As my life becomes a sinking boat.
I can sense the end coming near,
Yet I'm so sad I cant shed a tear.
I see the light beginning to fade,
And I think to myself I should have prayed.
I tell you now I don't know why I chose this --
But do me a favour, and give the world one last kiss