This is part of my "DTs" series which was written while i was either on a drug trip, or coming off a high years ago. They aren't necessarily the most soothing works, but they are straight from the heart; somewhat scary.
Written thru the eyes of a friend, who I never gave up on...
My take on all the relationships that I've fucked up over the years with my relentless drive to hurt.
Yes, I'm a cutter. :0/ The secret is out. I don't have a problem with it anymore but it's still comforting every now and then.
Definate work in progress.....
"I like it in the morning." - Sammy, Jimmy, Eli and Alex
This isn't one of my best, I guess I just wasn't in the right mood.
Another poem were ANorexia is displayed with a human persona
