~Month~
March
~Day~
Tenth
~Simble~
Fire
Feeling
South
~About The Red BlooD Moon~
Nuber Is 9 and the color is Red Blood,
its the beginning of a lunar eclpise.Lunar ecplise come every few years.
If born on a Lunar moon or A red Blood Moon Aires,Engery,ideas,beginnings.leadership,willpower and spiriitual conversion.
It is said this if born on a Red Blood Moon that you will have the ability to love and understand,very open mindness the abitity to survive threw the most difficult part of life.
~♥~Blesses Be~♥~
March
~Day~
Tenth
~Simble~
Fire
Feeling
South
~About The Red BlooD Moon~
Nuber Is 9 and the color is Red Blood,
its the beginning of a lunar eclpise.Lunar ecplise come every few years.
If born on a Lunar moon or A red Blood Moon Aires,Engery,ideas,beginnings.leadership,willpower and spiriitual conversion.
It is said this if born on a Red Blood Moon that you will have the ability to love and understand,very open mindness the abitity to survive threw the most difficult part of life.
~♥~Blesses Be~♥~
I killed my mom!
My fault!
I made my dad hate me!
My fault!
I made my brother rezent me!
My fault!
I made my dad hit me!
My fault!
I made my brother burn me!
My fault!
I sit im a dark corner crying!
My fault!
I think of my life!
My fault!
A love lost!
A family lost!
A life lost!
My fault!
I take my razor!
My fault!
I look at my wrist!
Already covered with scars!
I'll one last one!
My fault!
I run the razor across my wrist!
My fault!
I whatch the blood drip to the floor!
My fault!
I lean aginst the wall and close my eyes!
My fault!
I feel nothing anymore!
My soul is dead!
Along with my heart!
The is still running!
A very heavey flow!
I do not care to get help!
My fault!
I'm sorry mom!
My fault!
I forgive you dad!
My fault!
I love you brother!
my fault!
Head swims and I feel cold!
My fault!
I sit in a dark corner!
And bleed!
My life is over!
My fault!
My fault!
I made my dad hate me!
My fault!
I made my brother rezent me!
My fault!
I made my dad hit me!
My fault!
I made my brother burn me!
My fault!
I sit im a dark corner crying!
My fault!
I think of my life!
My fault!
A love lost!
A family lost!
A life lost!
My fault!
I take my razor!
My fault!
I look at my wrist!
Already covered with scars!
I'll one last one!
My fault!
I run the razor across my wrist!
My fault!
I whatch the blood drip to the floor!
My fault!
I lean aginst the wall and close my eyes!
My fault!
I feel nothing anymore!
My soul is dead!
Along with my heart!
The is still running!
A very heavey flow!
I do not care to get help!
My fault!
I'm sorry mom!
My fault!
I forgive you dad!
My fault!
I love you brother!
my fault!
Head swims and I feel cold!
My fault!
I sit in a dark corner!
And bleed!
My life is over!
My fault!
She wakes with pain.
Server pain.
She can barely move.
The water running down her legs.
She's scared.
She turns to her husband.
To her son.
She's scared.
But she's smiling.
A baby girl is coming.
The pain is not like before.
She knows somethings wrong.
But she says nothing.
At the hospital.
They prep her.
They help her.
They show her what to do.
This is not the first time for her.
She lays there in pain.
Refussing to take anything.
Afraid to hurt the child.
It's almost time.
the pain grows.
She knows that this will be her last.
Through the pain,sweat,and blood.
She strains,breath,and prays.
Relife.
She hears her baby girl crys.
As her life slips.
A life was born.
While a life dies.
A tragic lose.
Server pain.
She can barely move.
The water running down her legs.
She's scared.
She turns to her husband.
To her son.
She's scared.
But she's smiling.
A baby girl is coming.
The pain is not like before.
She knows somethings wrong.
But she says nothing.
At the hospital.
They prep her.
They help her.
They show her what to do.
This is not the first time for her.
She lays there in pain.
Refussing to take anything.
Afraid to hurt the child.
It's almost time.
the pain grows.
She knows that this will be her last.
Through the pain,sweat,and blood.
She strains,breath,and prays.
Relife.
She hears her baby girl crys.
As her life slips.
A life was born.
While a life dies.
A tragic lose.
I crave a family.
I'm not worth it.
I crave love.
I'm not worth it.
I crave freinds.
I'm not worth it.
I crave freedom.
I'm not worth it.
I crave to be desired.
I'm not worth it.
I crave a loving touch.
I'm not worth it.
I wont my mom.
I'm not worth it.
I wont to live.
I'm not worth it.
I wont to be saved.
I'm not worth it.
SUDDENLY!
A warm smile.
I'm still not woth it.
A loving word.
I'm still not worth it.
A warm feeling.
I'm still not worth it.
A gental love.
I'm still worth it.
I hang my head and walk away.
Cuz I know I'm not worth it
I'm not worth it.
I crave love.
I'm not worth it.
I crave freinds.
I'm not worth it.
I crave freedom.
I'm not worth it.
I crave to be desired.
I'm not worth it.
I crave a loving touch.
I'm not worth it.
I wont my mom.
I'm not worth it.
I wont to live.
I'm not worth it.
I wont to be saved.
I'm not worth it.
SUDDENLY!
A warm smile.
I'm still not woth it.
A loving word.
I'm still not worth it.
A warm feeling.
I'm still not worth it.
A gental love.
I'm still worth it.
I hang my head and walk away.
Cuz I know I'm not worth it
I'm crying.
I'm scared.
Why do I have to go through this?
The pain.
The hate.
I know why I have to go through this.
A pure sould died with my life.
Dieing.
Screaming.
Yearning.
I can not take this any longer.
In the bathroom.
Lights are out.
The tub is full of hot water.
I look at myself in the mirrow.
Ugly.
Stupid.
Horrable.
All I see is a ugly red head with clear eyes.
Someone who should have never been born.
I play it over and over in my head.
*You killed your mother*
It never stops.
It never will.
I hold the razor in my hand.
I hear the voises.
I cut.
The cool razor slices into my skin.
The heat for the blood.
I lay down in the tub.
The water is hot.
but I am cold.
I close my eyes and call for my mom.
no answer.
I sink lower.
The red water covers my face.
A life for a life.
I killed my mom.
So I must suffer and die.
Laying in blood like she was.
I do not care anymore.
I welcome death.
Mom I am coming home.
I'm scared.
Why do I have to go through this?
The pain.
The hate.
I know why I have to go through this.
A pure sould died with my life.
Dieing.
Screaming.
Yearning.
I can not take this any longer.
In the bathroom.
Lights are out.
The tub is full of hot water.
I look at myself in the mirrow.
Ugly.
Stupid.
Horrable.
All I see is a ugly red head with clear eyes.
Someone who should have never been born.
I play it over and over in my head.
*You killed your mother*
It never stops.
It never will.
I hold the razor in my hand.
I hear the voises.
I cut.
The cool razor slices into my skin.
The heat for the blood.
I lay down in the tub.
The water is hot.
but I am cold.
I close my eyes and call for my mom.
no answer.
I sink lower.
The red water covers my face.
A life for a life.
I killed my mom.
So I must suffer and die.
Laying in blood like she was.
I do not care anymore.
I welcome death.
Mom I am coming home.