My poem

Endless tears and bleeding skin
So much to share where do I begin?
The nightmares, and profairs.
The continuous days of sadness and pain
The memories, the torchere
The days of when I held the blade
Seemed like the only times when I truly felt alive
When I gave my life away
My pain was lifted and so was my soul
Into the gates of heaven
I'm dancing with the angels!
I've never been happier
But it was only a dream.
I awake to the screams.
I cry and cry and believe me I try
But the pain is forever to stay