25 Sep, 2014 03:18 PM
I've been lost, I've been down, but most of all I couldn't be found.
I cried many times, I bled many times.
Those scars on my skin was about the past I was in.
My past was painful. I quit cutting everyone became grateful.
The scars on my skin make me wanna go back again.
My scars burn like they have just been cut.
I am getting weaker by the day,
but if I sadden today I'm afraid I'll let everyone down today.
My scars burn right now,
but I am trying not to look at them,
my hands shake because I can't take it much longer.
I overdosed three times,
but I say I am fine.
I lied so much about my feelings
that I became to believe it myself.
I am not okay, but I believe I am.
I am sad, but I believe I am not.
I wish I could bare this pain,
but I can't hold on much longer.
I am breaking down slowly,
today may be my last day of being strong and keeping my head high.
I will be fine, please no worry,
but please understand I am not worthy to go on much longer.