More than Pain, by a.m.b.e.r Subscribe to rss feed for a.m.b.e.r

                 when nobody listens 
                   to your cries
                 for help,what do you  
                   have to rely
                 on? you have a razor
                   that takes and 
                  numbs away most of the
                   anger and pain
                  but it leaves you with 
                   the scars that
                 reminds you of why you
                    did it which 
                 causes more pain that
                    you can't take
                 with a razor. but yet 
                    the pain inside is
                 killing you softly without
                    you knowing....
Posted: 2009-07-07 22:44:47 UTC

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2009-11-06 21:51:08~The Familiar Side of Strange~
i can so relate to this.. and this is soo true.. i look my body everyday yet, emotions and the memories with them have long ago died i can still feel the pain from why i cut and the cuts themselves.. it truly is torture. Good Work :)