Drowningintears's Journal

Cuts that tear across the arm

Rips the mind and soul apart

Ignorant of whats going on

Mind seems to be withdrawn

Suicide disrupts every thought

Once again it will not stop

Numb of the physical and emotional pain

Blood stains that lay across the arm

Life moves, cuts heal from harm

Obsessed with the relief cuts can give

Only those who understand should be able to forgive

Days go on...

    Physical wounds remain...

        Emotional pain stays the same...

            And the scars show either way