"Go clean the litter box! you were supposed to yesterday!"
how would it make you feel to know
that the reason i didn't
was because i was busy
drawing pictures om my skin
with the blade or a pocketknife?
Because i was busy continplating the best way
to hide all of these scares!!
its your fault you know
you told me my brother, your son
was dying
slowly
you ignored me
when i was locked
in dark dungons or depression
you dont care
that each day
i come closer to killing myself
i would love to shout these things
love to see the look on your face
when you find your youngest daughter
has gone back to cutting
but i say instead...
yes mom
