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Yo this is what happened:
Yo I woke up late it was like 10 in the mornin'
I was still half asleep and sleepy eyed, still yawnin'
I checked my voice mail to see who'd been callin'
I turned on my computer
check my email logged on it
Junk mail, junk mail dog-gone-it
Everybody just tryin to sell me they product
But there was one email that just caught my optic
It said sucidal, took the mouse and clicked on it
She said "Dear KJ you don't know who I am,
You probably don't care cause im just another fan.
I doubt you ever read this, now but if ya can
Sometimes I slash my wrists and even cut my hands
And I feel all alone like nobody understands
And I'm gonna end it tonight I got the whole thing planned
Pop pills, leave a note on my night stand
Signed sincerely, Your Number 1 fan
Can someone now please help me
Will someone now just please help me
Can someone now please help me
Will someone now just please help me
My heart is poundin as I start to type back
Why do you feel this way do you mind if I ask?
Whats the source and the cause of the pain that you have
How did you get this way, is it something from the past
God cares about you, I hope you understand that Read more »
Succulent beautiful and fine
I`m touching my body; I`m feeling my mind
With plastic knives and plastic spoons and other types of cutlery
Take what signifies
And make it leave this room
My sweet desire that wants to bloom
Held captive - our culture molds, our bodies bold
Held captive - target the role we have no control
Passionate tastful and free
I mutilate myself to make me real
A heart beating in the wrong kind of chest
Of hair and sweat a manly mess
Take what signifies
And make it leave this room
My sweet desire that wants to bloom
Held captive - our culture molds, our bodies bold
Held captive - target the role we have no control
I cut myself up to make it real
I cut myself up cause thats the way I feel
I cut myself up to be free
I cut myself up to be me
The homemade scars on my arms
Are slowly fading just as
Your fingernails are setting in to begin a new chapter
So sink in as deep as you can
And I will do the same
We can share one sensation
Ignore the fluorescent riddles
In your eyelids and surrender
It is something that I never intended to risk
Your skin is a canvas for my heart to paint
So let go
And if we're careful not to breathe
We'll hear nothing and see everything we are feeling
In each other's eyes
We can share one sensation
Ignore the fluorescent riddles
In your eyelids and surrender
It is something that I never intended to risk
Without devotion all words turn to scratch
Without devotion all wounds turn to scabs
Unity is letting nothing be predetermined
Unity is letting us be ourselves
Unity is letting each page write itself
Our book came to be unannounced
Our book of days
Our book of love stories
Ignore the fluorescent riddles
In your eyelids and surrender
It is something that I never intended to risk
Each promise that I break
Is a day's draft burned forever
These are limits that I never intended to
Our book of days
Our book of love stories
Stories
Stories
Out here on the ledge
I'm not far away from stepping off
I finally picked out my cloud
It's the one over there
Surrounded by all that air
You reached out your hand
and said 'I understand'
So why not come down
Well except for a few small bruises
cuts and scars, well I'm fine
Or except for a few small bruises
cuts and scars, well I'm fine
Thank you for asking
I'm so glad we had this moment here
I know they think I'm crazy
But everything I am is everything that was taught to me
and you reached out your hand
and said "I understand"
So why not come down?
Oh except for a few small bruises,
cuts, and scars, well I'm fine
Oh except for a few small bruises,
cuts, and scars, well I'm fine
And as you read my words out loud
Make me sound genius
Make me sound special
and Maybe I'll come down
Well except for a few small bruises
cuts and scars, well I'm fine
Or except for a few small bruises
cuts and scars, well I'm fine
And as you read my words out loud
Make me sound genius
Make me sound special
and Maybe I'll come down
I won't forget the day that, that I came to
And I started thinking that there's more
Than just perfect prom queens and silver spoons
And all I ever wanted was someone to
knock me back to the bliss of ignorance
'Cause I feel like running head first into traffic.
And so I'm here to say
That thoughts in bed with pain.
I won't forget the day that, that I found God
In a kitchen knife now and on my arm
So paint the pale white floor with, with my red life
And tell myself this pain is the pain I love
As I swallow the pills of happiness
And you watch me fall like New York in an earthquake
And so I'm here to say
That thoughts in bed with pain.
I stand outside my pretty house
I light a match to start the fire
I call the cops to let 'em know
It's 22 Walthery Ave.
I thought I wanted this.
I thought I wanted this.
(I'm here to say)
I said I wanted some more attention
I thought I wanted a story ending.
(I love the pain, I hate the pain)
I just give in.
(I love the pain, I hate the pain)
I think that the truth is I'm scared
I think that I'm just scared to live
I think that the truth is I'm scared
I think that the truth is I'm everything that I hate.
I need this to get me through
can't resist, don't want to
believe it I know it's true
can't beat it, don't want to try
A perfect hell!
It's more to me than you ever will know
down here where the rest of us fell
waste away nothing left to show
while I'm in this perfect hell
obsession has begun
possessed by destruction
how did I get so low
believe me no one knows
sometimes I can't hold on
and no one can help me
now it's got a hold of me
I don't think I can make it through this
now it's got a hold of me
the less I do the more it makes no sense
I'm walking pollution who's drained by delusions
on the verge of destruction I cave in to abduction
thin blood I'm bleeding my pulse won't stop racing
just as my heart explodes
no chance that I could win
too hard to not give in
I just don't feel the same
cause I'm the one to blame
sometimes I can't hold on
and no one can help me
now it's got a hold of me
I don't think I can make it through this
now it's got a hold of me
the less I do the more it makes no sense
I need this to be myself
it feels like I need some help
it's too late to save myself
or it's just in my head Read more »
Last night I found the answers
At the bottom of my drink
Surrounded by all the on-goings
Of the hapless and the meek
And when I can't feel no more
My answers take me to the door
With self-inflicted wounds
A lifetime spent here-to-fore
Holding knives in the hopes of cutting some more
Another night another line broken
Another lie in the air amidst us
Another night another lie goes on unending
Last night on my way home
They were calling me out on the streets
Rubbing salt in the wounds I'd left
From the fisticuffs with me
And when I can't feel no more
My anger take me to the door
With hate down in my veins
A lifetime spent here-to-fore
A lonely soul in decay and in search for the end.
Another night another line broken
Another lie in the air amidst us
Another night another lie goes on unending
Another night another line broken
Another lie in the air amidst us
Another night another lie goes on unending
Another night another line broken
Another lie in the air amidst us
Andother night another lie goes on unending
Goes on unending
Goes on unending
Goes on unending
Don't hear, don't deem. Drown in before you dive.
Don't care, commit to your self destruction drive.
I kiss the ground with love beyond forever
Flip off the sky with bleeding fingers till I die
CHORUS: Enemy, take a one good look at me.
Eradicate what you'll always be
Your tainted flesh, polluted soul through a mirror I behold.
Throw a punch, shards bleed on the floor
Tearing me apart but I don't care anymore.
Should I regret or ask myself ARE YOU DEAD YET?
Wake up, don't cry. Regenerate to deny the truth,
The fiction you live in blindfold your eyes.
Disclosure, self loathing. This time you've gone too far.
Or could it be, my nemesis that you are me?
CHORUS: Enemy, take a one good look at me.
Eradicate what you'll always be
Your tainted flesh, polluted soul through a mirror I behold.
Throw a punch, shards bleed on the floor
Tearing me apart but I don't care anymore.
Should I regret or ask myself ARE YOU DEAD YET?
biting keeps your words at bay
tending to the sores that stay
happiness is just a gash away
when i open a familiar scar
pain goes shooting like a star
comfort hasn't failed to follow so far...
and you might say it's self-indulgent
you might say its self-destructive
but, you see, it's more productive
than if i were to be healthy
& pens and penknives take the blame
crane my neck & scratch my name
but the ugly marks
are worth the momentary gain...
when i jab a sharpened object in
choirs of angels seem to sing
hymns of hate in memorandum
and you might say it's self-indulgent
and you might say it's self-destructive
but, you see, it's more productive
than if i were to be happy
and sappy songs about sex and cheating
bland accounts of two lovers meeting
make me want to give mankind a beating
and you might say it's self-destructive
but, you see, i'd kick the bucket
sixty times before i'd kick the habit
and as the skin rips off i cherish the revolting thought
that even if i quit
there's not a chance in hell i'd stop
and anyone can see the signs
mittens in the summertime
thank you for your pity, you are too kind
and you might say its self-inflicted
but you see that's contradictive
why on earth would anyone practice self destruction?
and pain opinions are sitcom feeding
they dont know that their minds are teething
makes me want to give mankind a beating
i'm tried bandages and sinking
i've tried gloves and even thinking
i've tried vaseline
i've tried everything
and no-one cares if your back is bleeding Read more »
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My name is Gabrielle and I am twenty-eight years old. I began to self-injure at age fifteen -- so nearly thirteen years -- minus a two year period. This website was made to let self-injurers know that they are not alone and to help their friends and family learn more about self-injury and how it affects their loved one.
