Crying all night because I hate everything that I am and everybody says you can talk to them, but nobody ever really gives a ****.

I felt guilty for lying so I confessed to him everything I had done these past days and he said he didn't understand, that he didn't know what to say.

He made me promise I would stop inflicting pain on my skin and I told him I would try and I attempted to give in.

I did not want to hurt him, but these voices in my head, they tell me that I'm not good enough and I can't put them to bed.

I'm realizing now that I'm just left with this ugly, scarred skin and I am scared that he won't love me the same amount or way he always did.

How could he love me, a girl with scars and how could he want me as much as he did before it all got this far.

I stopped feeling at home a long time ago when I realized that home wasn't a place. It was a pair of two arms and a beating heart.

Would you turn your head ever so slightly?
Just for a moment so that I could see
Your face hidden beneath your hairs embrace

Because if ever there were a chance to be
I would sit beside you for eternity
And watch the autumn leaves turn back to green

And at dusk if you were to fall asleep
I would shoulder your head with my own cheek
And hold you there until the sunrise peaked

But only if you'd turn your cheek
Just this once so that I could see
The place where my lips wish to be

How they desire to meet with your unseen beauty

Hear the howling cold of winter
And know that warmth is in my heart
Waiting for you throughout December
With outstretched hands and spirit renewed
Know that every year I will wait for you

Curl up in my bed
Do not wait for me to sleep
Dim the lights slightly
And when I return to you
Wrap your sleepy arms round me