I held my head in my hands, the agony of it overwhelming. Blood streamed beneath me, it wasn't mine, but yet it belonged to me. I wanted to scream out
"You did this to me. You made the claw marks and scars on my skin, my heart
My mind is damaged because of you
I am dead inside and out
And in my scarred mind
I know its because of you
You made me this way
Inside and out
This the way I think and see things
Pouring my thoughts and emotions by writing