My screams rip and tear me apart. My pain a knife through my blasted pumping heart. He reassures me, my pain will be worth the life ill have. He stops me before into my veins with a razor I stab. When the kids at school have been unusually cruel, hes there to help me heal. Hes here to help when my own thoughts make my head reel. When darkness consumes me hes here to talk. I was ripped into the real world with a great shock. And it scarred me for life. My hands used to shake till I was holding a knife. I was terrified of love to me love only brought more pain. My fear built a wall, all in vain. He is the one I trust. And so all that matters to me, is his happiness so I will do what I must.