it's about
Its about the needing, the longing the wishing for you,
The pain and the fears, the not knowing what to do.
Its about the joy and the laughter and the tears that she’ll cry,
Wondering if she should fight or just lay down and die.
Its about the feel of the metal pressed into her skin,
The relief that she feels when the cuttings begin.
Giving up is easy, Its finding the strength not to give in,
To stand up and fight or finally just let the darkness win.
~Kelly (7/8/2010)