Burned

I wrote this about 2 1/2 weeks ago. I think I mentioned this before, but just in case, I'm labeled as an "emo" kid.

If you go through my pics, you'll see I'm the type that doesn't dress according to their label. I don't care what people think of me. I have people I love. I like to make friends. I'm a loyal and dedicated friend. My friends (and Nick and his family) are my whole family. I would trust them before I'd trust my biological family.

Most of the way through August, me and Nick were working on getting back together. He ended up with Brit. Again. Who just kinda "happened". I burned myself.





I've come so close
But still so far away
Trembling now
I'm so messed up today...
What'd you expect?

Sitting there
Voices fly through my head
I close my eyes
"Just do it" they said
I can't drown them out...

I tuck my head
Between my knees
Cover my eyes and ears
Please just go away...
I'm no where near okay...

Sharp scissors
A lighter
Fingernails
Vodka
These things pop into my head

Mathmatical compass
The blade from a broken
Pencil sharpener...

I light my scissors
To make them hot with
The fire from the lighter.

A bright red stripe
That leaves no scar
Across the inside of my wrist.
You did this.

I tried 3 times
With no success
Because burning yourself
Just leaves regrets

There's no blood
And no scars
At least not physically...
How could you do this to me?