Kendra Sullivan Poems
|43.||Take This My Last Breath||11/24/2009|
|44.||In Doubt Is My Happiness||11/24/2009|
|45.||Bunny Poem Random: D||8/31/2009|
|46.||Would You Care?||11/9/2008|
|48.||My Love For You||4/15/2009|
|50.||What The Hell?||9/24/2008|
|51.||Knife Called Lust||10/10/2008|
|52.||This Thing Called Life||10/17/2008|
|53.||Is This Real?||8/31/2009|
With the razor kissed wrists
this is my bright red scream
as I press down harder blood begins to surface
I convince myself 'you don't feel pain, forget it, it's worth it'
You convince yourself that there is no pain
I try to forget
it's just my sick little game
I'm ashamed of what I do
As time goes by they get harder to hide
more and more skin with scars on the outside
Hide them with long sleeved shirts, it covers them up but doesn't take away the hurt
It hurts the same when nobody knows; it's just the way it goes
Cut to feel alive, it's something I know...
What The Hell?
what the hell iz wrong with the world today?
people go by looks and not personality.
Inside me iz a awesome person that no one knows.
i know people look at me and say ew or sometimes maybe worse.
I freaking hate people who do this i wanna punch them in the face.
TELL ME THAT WHAT THE HELL IZ WRONG WITH ME?