sashinatasha:

Plumb - Cut

Not a stranger

Nor I am yours

With crippled anger

And tears that still drip sore

A fragile flame aged

Is misery And when our hearts meet

I know you see

I do not want to be afraid

I do not want to die inside just to breathe in

I'm tired of feeling so numb

Relief exists I find it when

I am cut

I may seem crazy

Or painfully shy

And these scars wouldn't be so hidden

If you would just look me in the eye

I feel alone here and cold here

Though I don't want to die

But the only anesthetic that makes

me feel anything kills inside