Want

And so.

I stare

At the steel knife in my hands

I cry

I scream

Then I stop

Relief

The only way to explain

When a blade

Makes the blood

T r i c k l e 

Down your arm

Yet.

The scars

Remain a constant reminder

Of

How bad things are

Can be

And always will be

Not sad

Insecure.

Scared and alone

Always

Wanting nothing but

Love.

Author's Note

Just a poem.

Reviews

[pamzilla. &hear..]

OMG, you say I,or my poem rather, inspire you? I should be worshipping at your feet. You are the BEST poet I've ever come across. I love this ♥

[FallenHeroXx]

Damn so mind blowing to me i love it :D