Hi im jonathon, im 23 and a cook. not much to say, im outgoing hyper and love a good time. i don't like taking shit from people but then again who does eh. i got my share of piercings and the tattoos are on the way. if your wanting to know more just ask
The blood in my veins turns to ice as I lie here
I can still feel the hard ground at my backMy blood cooling beneath me
The cuts that run so deep
From my elbows to my palmsThe lights hurt my eyes
But I'm unable to close them and block it all out
The vodka is still sitting on the counter
Half a bottle or so undrunk
I feel as though I've wasted something by leaving it there
I think I heard the pills fall in the sink as well, a few go down the drain
My knife has fallen to the side somewhere
The razorblade was never enough
I hope it's you that finds me lying here
As twisted as it seems
I hope that you're the first that will read the words left marked upon my skin
My words of love
My words of hate
Acceptance & Rejection
The claw marks upon my chest
Where I tried desperately to rid myself of this pain
Tried so hard to rip out my heart
But I couldn't tear in deep enough
I couldn't tear you out
So I've bled my life out on the floor
And my heart still tries to beat for you
I can see your picture from where I lay
And I desperately want to reach it
To reach for you
All I want is for you to save me