Forever

I was always told you can't see the pain

behind the mask. Well look into my eyes.

Can't see it in my eyes? Look at the

pain carved into my wrist.

Day after day struggling with the manipulative

ways of highschool boys. Permanently damaged by the biggest football star.

Yet no one would think he would do what he did.

Tore me apart and shattered me like a mirror in a drunks home.

The pain reveals the deeper I cut. Everytime becomiong more and more close to

setting my life aflame. Forgetting everything,

Forever.

When I show you my words,

When I show you my words, I hope you see waht i see. hear what i write. Find something beautiful, the way I do. the words of wisdom which fluently flow throught the ball of my pen. I hope you see the unicerse when I show you my words. Softly spoken, delicate and fragile, pain and misery; All in my words. it is sometimes difficult to perseve things exactly the way they were written. Different emotions flow through you as you read many different things. sometimes, its even difficult to write with nothing but emotions. your thoughts svattered in every which way sends out a mixed signal. a cry for helpp if you must. But in this passage withc I write to you, I hope you feel what I feel. Scattered, quivering thoughts pulsing like the blood in your beins. Fighting for a way to unleash the demons that with hold them. I hope you never have to go through what i did. suffering in sorrow. Being kicked while you're down by your loved ones. hate and agony wreaks wherever you go. But somehow you manage to find that one shining start up in the cloudy black sky, that makes you remember that everything will heal in time. And here you are; still alive.