Some kids collect coins and some collect cards,
A dull knife was always sharp enough,
To add to my collection of scars,
A reminder of both my strength and weakness,
Written in braille on my skin- my suicidal thesis.
Emotional murder isn't a crime
It's a way to kill,without getting time.
My entire life was a chemical reaction,
One part neglect and two parts depression.
Nice poem
It was a nice poem to read yet I cant relate. and sorry in advanced
music plays: CRAWLING IN MY SKIN THESE WOUNDS THEY WILL NOT HEAL!!!
Honestly
J. Rodriguez
Thanks :)
Thanks :)
- Ash