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By carol Date: 2002 Nov 06 Comment on this Work [[2002.11.06.20.08.25331]] |
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blood drips, my soul flys heart sinks i feel nothing except the growling of my hungry stomach i know i'm wrong... takeing the easy way out.. not feeling what i should feeling nothing.. when i know i should,.......... the cuts,......... they r my way, of forgeting makeing the pain go away. blood looks good, to even the weakest stomach, when u think u r in so much pain u might be in hell u have to do something to prove to urself that ur still alive.. it only hurts for a second, a slight pain shoting up ur arm then nohting no pain no fear no worries no cares. until the cuts begin to heal. then, i'll just do it all over again. |