Taking it day by day
Week by week
I can't handle it any longer
So I take the knife over and over I scar my body
Don't care if I die
I just want to feel alive for a moment or two
Judge me however you want I don't care
Cause I know deep down you have an addiction too
Look at me and see that these scars they tell a story
Each and every one has their own little story
A story that no one has dared to listen too
They say whatever they want
Not caring if they add more pain
But I swear its okay cause what goes around comes back around
It feels so good to see the scars to feel the pain
To feel alive for once in my life
Thats the only thing I know what to do with my body
Feeling the pain each and every day
Yeah I'm harming myself
Try and stop me
You will never be able to stop me
Keep letting me hurt and feel the pain
Until I'm where I'm supposed to be
Until I'm six feet under
Its not like you actually care anyhow
May 20,2008
made up
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Look at me and see that these scars they tell a story Each and every one has their own little story A story that no one has dared to listen too perfectly said... this is written very well. good job. Becca