Self-harm is when you believe that someone else could ever love you without motive, without something to gain.
Self-mutilation is when you put the scalpel in his hands so that he transforms into a sur...
My sheer cover is stained by your touch
I didn’t want it to ever stop
I spoke with my eyes, questioning your next move
Your hands on my legs
Your lips on my neck
They form something else besides words...
I'm not scared of mirrors. I look at them from time to time, but every morning as I wake in the darkness of the sun's absence and go to wash my face, I can't bring myself to look at my reflection. I d...
I’m living the life my heart has always burned for
I explore every nook and cranny of the Earth's great wonders
Compassion and kindness swells in heart and I radiate joy for everyone I meet to behold
Much of life is felt in the small things
The less seen
It's in these moments joy can be lost, or guaranteed
Appreciation of the larger things
Is commonly sought after indeed
But even s...
The dark sky surrounds me sucking me into an abyss, leaving me empty and alone. A few days earlier i seen people and faces, now it’s just black. I turn to my left and then to my right, looking behind ...
I know I shouldn’t, yet my actions would suggest otherwise. I don’t know why I do the things I do, would knowing change anything?
I’m not sure how many times I’ve repeated this mistake. I can’t say I’...
His strokes were slow and straight,
The scene was a biblical flood,
The canvas was filled,
The mission was complete,And it all was done with blood.
The vein was draining fast,
The tube drilled into th...
Your love's so cold
It's what I crave
Without your touch insane
You're constantly drilled within my brain
But it hurts so good I can't complain
When you're gone I'm ripped with fear
Simply because you...