I'll draw it with a twist,
I'll draw it with a razor,
I'll draw it on my wrist.
KateLyn Wheeler
December 1, 2002.
If you cannot see my pain,
To wear it on my body,
Tells what words cannot explain.
-C. Blount
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| I'll draw a little picture, I'll draw it with a twist, I'll draw it with a razor, I'll draw it on my wrist. KateLyn Wheeler December 1, 2002. |
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| Tell me you don't take that blade, drag it across you skin and pray for the courage to press it down. | ||||||||||||||||
| Pain is a tricky thing. It consumes you when you run away and eats you up when you don't. There is no way to escape from it, only face it. If we all keep running away with razors and lighters and such, then we're all going to run into our ultimate demise - suicide. We have to learn to deal with ourselves before we can deal with out problems. If we can only feel what we feel now, of course, then we don't want to keep on living, but if we realise we have the ability to be happy than maybe we can get past the urges to cut and the urges to kill...problems can't be summed up in two words but in a lifetime of pain. | ||||||||||||||||
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| How will you know I am hurting, If you cannot see my pain, To wear it on my body, Tells what words cannot explain. -C. Blount |
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