From Haley Poem by Jordan Myrie

Until you heal the wounds of your past you are going to bleed. You can bandage the bleeding with food, achohol, drugs, work and cigarettes.. but eventually it will all ooze through and stain your life.. you must find a way to open the wounds. Stick ur hands inside and pull out the core of pain holding u in ur past, the memories and make peace with them.. don't wait to long to many stains make u ugly keep urself beautiful and end your suffering before it's to late