Poems from aliisnotbroken
What is the point in living if you wish you were dead?
All you have are the voices within your head.
The open wounds on your wrist are...
The scars of last night lay on display of my wrist
The floor around me is now stained red
Three inches vertical is all it takes
For a date...
Seasons are changing
and so is my mind
I think I'm starting to believe
in something devine
as I lay in my bed
I can't get you out of my...
I am flawless because of my flaws.
I am NOT perfect.
I am NOT skinny.
I am NOT a color or my race.
I am me.
I am a teenager who was...
The shower pours down from above washing away the days pain
the days makeup starts running down the drain
Your face is free
and your pores...