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Apollo Hayden Dec 2016
One to twelve, one to twelve,
clocks on the wall, one to twelve.
Circle circles, cycle cycles,
chains of time on the mind, stuck in this hell.
Back into the light, you've came here so many times;
deja vu flashes clues yet you still can't tell,
how we used to be able to reach thirteen but they've got us stuck in this cycle of one to twelve.
Stop letting them tear you down
No need to have depression when they’re moving on in this life
Strive to prove them wrong about the things they say
Don’t let anyone get in your way of making it life
Don’t destroy your beautiful body anymore
The best revenge to dish out is to show society wrong
So it’s time to break the cycle

Maybe it’s time to break the cycle of self-harm
It’s time to break the cycle of suicide
It’s time to change how they think of us

The suffering that we’ve been through has made us stronger
No longer will we let anyone them tear us down
Because I’ve seen the light at the end of the tunnel
Fight the silence, break the cycle of isolation
Speak up and be proud of who you are
No need to cry anymore
Cause no longer will we be torn apart by despair

Maybe it’s time to break the cycle of self-harm
It’s time to break the cycle of suicide
It’s time to change how they think of us

Let’s change the channel on how they look upon us
By far they have watched us fall but they’ll watch us rise
We are no longer your slaves
HEYUH!!!

Maybe it’s time to break the cycle of self-harm
It’s time to break the cycle of suicide
It’s time to change how they think of us
Noelle Marie Nov 2014
She wanted to be the girl to make something
Beautiful
Out of that snarled blackness that she had always existed in
To make a light to guide
Into a future of freedom, normal
She hoped they might open their eyes, see the light,
Follow
But there they stayed in their comfort of nothingness, a hopeless future and those after to live in the same
That was okay
That girl will still shine

— The End —