Why do I do this?To myself?Put my heart out there?On a shelf?Just bleed it out?On the page?Bare my mind and soulCenter stage?Everything is nothing.It’s all naught. I’m a shell of a human,An afterthought. See the lines I cut?On my skin?See the lines of pain,Show again?The burn, the shame,Agony?No man, this isn’t that,No pity. I did this for you,By … Continue reading A Request
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Butterflies
Sometimes I just need to draw a butterfly… When I start to panic and think about drawing some lines, I try to think “butterfly.” Let's try to be positive and spread some cheer instead of hurt and pain. What if we change, not just how we look, but how we see? You know the caterpillar … Continue reading Butterflies
My Skin
I need to take a hit; just a quick fix; it’s been so long since- the last time I slit, my skin. You know what I mean; we all have a crutch to lean; takes the edge off things; a little relief it seems: no spin. I’m spiraling right now; losing control somehow; wanna let … Continue reading My Skin
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