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I need to take the pain away

so i am making my self bleed

this pain takes the thoughts away

exactly what i need



the blood it runs red again

dripping from my hand

by the end i am drained of life

i cannot even stand



i feel the tears behind my eyes

welling deep inside

but i wont let them show

i have to make them hide



i want to let the tears out

cry myself to sleep

but i hide t all away

the scars they run to deep



i'll hide my scars forever

the shame of what i have done

taking all the pain away

thinking that i have won



this pain it is my remedy

the savior of my life

taking away my illness

one one small slip of the knife

Life is not mine to claim

nor is it yours to take

I know that what you see is real

but me I know it's fake

Life is independant

not owned but still not free

It's not something we can touch

or something we can see

Life is but an esence

something we know is there

not handed out equally

we all know life's not fair

Life is not in our hands

We can't tell it what to do

It chooses it's own path, right turn or not

Taking chances for you

Life will never be ours to live

That's the way it has to be

This is what we must accept

Our lives will never be free

My tears dont fall from m eyes

they're dripping from my wrists

Crimson in colour, not blue

but something i hav missed

i make myself cry each time

slicing through the skin

this is what frees me from this

though i know it is a sin

i cant help the way i feel inside

i wish i wasnt here

but some of the pain and hurts released

with every crimson tear

I found this in another journal and am happy to oblige ....



She was only five

This is what happened

When she was alive...





Her dad was a drunk

Her mom was an addict

Her parents kept her

Locked in an attic





Her only friend

was a little toy bear

It was old and worn out

And had patches of hair





She always talked to it

When no one's around

She lays there and hugs it

Not a peep of sound





Until her parents

unlock the door

Some more and more pain

She'll have to endore





A bruise on her leg

A scar on her face

Why would she be

In such a horrible place?





But she grabs her bear

And softly crys

She loves her parents

But they want her to die





She sits in the corner

Quiet but thinking,

"Please God, why is

My life always sinking? "





Such a bad life

For a sad little kid

She'd get beaten and beaten

For anything she did





Then one night

Her mom came home high

And the poor child was beaten

As hours went by





Then her mom suddenly

Grabbed for a blade

It was sharp and pointy

One that she made





She thrusted the blade

Right in her chest,

"You deserve to die

You worthless pest!"





The mom walked out

Leaving the girl slowly dieing

She grabbed her bear

And again started crying





Police showed up

At the small little house

Then quickly barged in

Everything quiet as a mouse





One officer slowly

Opened a door

To find the little girl

Lieing on the floor





It must have been bad

To go through so much harm

But at least she died

With her best friend in her arms









A child dies every day from child abuse. And if you have an ounce of pity in you for little Auroura and you hate child abuse with a passion you will repost this and help out those abused children and let them know that someone cared for them. It doesn't take that long only about 10 seconds so please just do it