• Every pain, every cut,
    every scar, bruise or immense
    pain done unto me was
    done by myself.
    All the pain has been my fault.
    I kill myself, yet I sacrifice
    innocent lives in my wake.
    Each cut on my body symbolizes
    the torment I caused myself,
    each time I broke a heart- my heart.
    Each bruise represents how
    many times I have tried to
    beat an ideal, a reason, a purpose
    for myself into my mind.
    To give myself a reason to exist
    in this God forsaken Earth, I have
    always dreamed of.
    Every time I cry, I tear blood.
    It trickles down my face, hot, sticky,
    slowly turning from deep red......
    to pitch black.
    My sobs remain unheard, my
    heart still beats, throbbing loudly
    for the moment in which it ceases.
    And that one sear that crosses
    my chest.
    Symbolizing that part of me that's
    been shredded in half, torn
    by the emotional distress that is simply,
    my Existence.