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Why do you do it destroy yourself like you do
Your better than you think you are
You had a past but you do have a future
Don't let your past take it away
Mistakes of a teenage boy running into adult hood
Covered by a smoky drunken haze
Drugs fills your head making it foggy
You take hands fulls of pills to push your fate
The rush the burn the way it makes you feel up
I don't understand it
When the tears running down my cheeks turn into my blood running down my thighs thats when I know I'm gonna be fine When I feel the blade sink in my skin I'm not brittany anymore in that moment I don't matter the only thing that matters is the pain the blade makes All worries all fear all negative thoughts fades away And cutting is the only thing that has had that effect and when I feel the pain left over from the blade or look at the mark I get a glimpse of that safe place again. I feel safe when I do it I feel like I let everything out. And I have control of what happens I know whats gonna happen
Im a quiet person
I might come off rude or unfriendly
But get to know me
And you will see
Im not rude or unfriendly
Im just Brittany
I wish I could trust you when you say you care
I wish you could trust me when I say I'm trying
You scrambled my pieces up
Until I was so confused I couldn't put them back together
You changed me before I was truly who I was supposed to be
You took years away from me you took who I could of been
You made me something I couldn't understand
You made me a angry kid
You made me a messed up and anxiety filled teenager
You made me a confused adult trying to figure it out
I was a blank canvas
And you painted it
With self hate and panic and anxiety
And I will never know what picture I would of been without your brush strokes
It hurts it hurts
It hurts to know its over
What we were
What we are
Nothing last forever
I wanted us to last forever
Tug pull tug pull
I can't take it
She fell and she fell hard
With your lips on her lips
Butterflies flood her stomach  
Hands in her hair
Call her baby girl
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