With shards of glass, and knives you've tried
to numb the pain you feel inside.
The scars upon your wrists reveal
you've forgotten what it's like to feel...
I wrote this poem after Chris, my youth group leader, preached a sermon on cutting. I've known a lot of cutters, so if you happen to be one or have even considered harming yourself, talk to someone you trust and pray to God that he'll give you strength. I don't know why, but I felt like I needed to post this.
Much love
-Jazlynn |
I didn't feel like logging into my real blog. =P
Hey, does like ANYONE come on here anymore?
Oooh, I LOVE the song you put as your blog title!! By RED, right? Meggy sent it to me. ^_^ I looove it, along with LIFEHOUSE
Blessings and Hugs,
Toria