1 am You are lying in your bed, 2 am You cant sleep, 3 am You are rgreting your chocies, 4 am You are finding your sight fadeing, 5 am You are batteling for your life, 6 am You are takeing your last breath, 7 am There are wakeing up finding you DEAD.
1 Lie isn't enough, 2 Lies your in hand cuffs, 3 your sitting alone, 4 wondering has the world grown, 5 your letting them understand, 6 that you are in your last bed, and 7 lieng there dead.
For all of you that worry about me, I'm getting better you see, no more hiding anything new, always making better chocies, throwing away the past mastakes, that I coverd with my pain, no more knives no more pain, everything I do will always stay.
For all of you that worry about me, I'm getting better you see, no more hiding anything new, always making better chocies, throwing away the past mastakes, that I coverd with my pain, no more knives no more pain, everything I do will always stay.
For all of you that worry about me, I'm getting better you see, no more hiding anything new, always making better chocies, throwing away the past mastakes, that I coverd with my pain, no more knives no more pain, everything I do will always stay.
The Dissaster is not the key, The days aren't so weak, The nights may be cold, But the hours can't be sold, The time will pass by, Looking for a crime.
Please don't cry, They will say, But that's same thing they told me yesterday.
Do they mean it, They don't want to see me cry, I say I will try.
But I wont make any promises, So sorry to say.
I stopped crying yesterday.
to all those people with depression or suicidal thoughts don't give up. you will get better soon enough. we all love you and care about you. Hope this helped.
The night, The fight, The time to live, The time to forget, The people who don't care, To watch them tear, Tear the world, Bits of thighs, On the ground, Every night.
The night, The fight, The time to live, The time to forget, The people who don't care, To watch them tear, Tear the world, Bits of thighs, On the ground, Every night.
Fun is just a word, Does anyone really want it, Just to get your mind off of things you do not want, To clear your thoughts, Thoughts of darkness, And pain, Let your mind off of things.
Hello my love, My phoenix, My dove, You look lovely, Your as cute as a bunny, Your hair is like silk, Your lips are soft, You are blushing, You are my love.
The howels that have grown, The wolves are a crow, The noise of people, Have turned to screams, of the ******, but the misery is growing, And the love is still dead.
I don't know if I can write anymore, my parents found out that I used to cut and more. This will be my last poem for now, I really hope I made you all proud.
sorry I wont be on for a while. my parents tool my phone away.
I'm still here, bleeding out , lying on the hospital bed, looking at my mouth, All fooming up, because I did, what people do, but I feel like, I'm the only one, that will get through.
I write for you, A sentence or two. Your life is better, Than sweet scotch butter. Your eyes are like candy, That tastes like so many. I love all of you.
oh you seem sad they will say, oh im just tierd today, but deep down i have a broken heart, and outside im falling apart, death will soon take me over, and i wont be here very longer, until that day i will always say im just tierd.
The mist has grown, And the monsters have shown, The town that was full, Is now just a broken part, Broken of people, Broken of everything, And the cemetery is full.