~~

She dreams of a better place

that, i could never give her 

Although if i could

she'd have

Everyone adore her presence

instead of everyone leaving her.

She'd have

pens and pencils, pens are more fun

to write her feelings down in delicate poems,

instead of cutting her beautiful skin.

She'd have

colorful, life giving pills,

instead of the ones that destroy her only life

one she wouldn't get back.

Finally she'd have something that shouldn't have ever

left, her original state of mind, the ones those demons 

stole. 

I can just see it now

the happy life she could live,

and i'd be all my doings.

But when the darkness

catches up,

the darkness always does.

That would be all my doing, as well. 

 

Author's Note

Sorry for all my crappy writing, but who'd read it anyways...