The lines are here again.
They made an unwelcome return...at around 4 o'clock today.
He said he wasn't angry, yet he has no sympathy for the pain.
'Self-inflicted crap doesn't get you anywhere! '
I said I'd get help.
But when you don't trust anyone,
What can you do?
'Confidentiality' could soon lead to...
Doctors appointments
And we wouldn't want that...would we?
Too late now just to wait a week or two
Nothing seems to do the trick.
But then again,
Aren't scars just body modification?
NO! I knew I was wrong.
But the blade was so...appealing?
Well, I'm watching myself bleed,
So I must be wrong...
Becky Ginn
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-know-it-s-wrong/
