Sharp, Beautiful, Cold.
A tool and a weapon for fighting battles against someone,
be it you or another.
Slice, Slice into the skin.
Drip, Drop goes the blood.
Tick,Tock goes the clock.
Blah, Blah peers that talk.
You can hear this all, sitting in the bathroom stall with your faithful, Blades that cut, cut, cut.
Into paper and into skin.
Cut, Cut, Slice.
Drop, Drip, 'Till your time runs out.
All with the help of your trusty Blades
Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 3:19 PM UTC
Yeah I'm fine
I just tripped
Off a cliff
I'm just chipped
*Into a million pieces
It's only a scratch
But I'm bleeding out
I'm fine as always
*Just dying inside
Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 11:37 PM UTC
I scream and I shout and I jump up and down
But no one cares to listen
I cry and I beg and I plea with the crowd
But no one cares to listen
Am I invisible? Is everyone deaf?
Or does no one care to listen?
Are people blind? Am I dead?
Or does no one care to listen?
I want someone to notice me, to say that it’s okay
To wipe away the tears, show me that the world’s not grey.
Just have someone be there, always night and day-
But sadly, no one cares to listen.
Can someone, anyone hear my cry?
If no one does, I think I might die
I’m running out of tears to cry
But no one cares to listen
No one cares to listen
No one cares.
Listen
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 11:21 PM UTC
You Weren’t There When I Took My First Steps.
When I First Talked, When I First Blew Out The
Candle On My First Birthday Cake. When I
Made My First Mistake. You Weren’t there
To Help Me Fix It. You Weren’t There To See Me
Grow. How I Wish You Had Seen
My First Milestones. Now I Am
Old And Grown, You Still Aren’t
Here To See My Milestones. See
Me Get Married, Or Celebrate My
Birthday. Now I Am Dead And
Gone, You Weren’t At My Funeral,
You Didn’t Say Goodbye How I
Wish You Had Seen All Of My
Milestones.
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 11:20 PM UTC
Can you see me?
I see you.
Can you hear me?
As I hear you.
Do you know how much I cry at night?
Do know how much I want to be hugged tight?
Do you how much I want to smile?
One that no ones seen in a while.
Do you know how much it hurts to be ignored?
Like your something ***** and torn?
Can you be my saving LIGHT or will you leave me to the NIGHT?
I am a wallflower.
I am the ghost.
I. Am. Invisible.
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 12:02 AM UTC
A raindrop floats down from clouds of grey.
It seems to be cry Night and Day.
Help me O Help me it pleads as it falls.
Spiraling, drowning, falling, raindrops.
It crys and weeps the sky.
The raindrops its tears. The sky it's face. The clouds its eyes.
Spiraling, drowning, falling, raindrops.
Raindrop O Raindrop why do you cry?
I cry for the stars. I cry for the sky. I cried for my life but not anymore.
Why O Why did I ever die.
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 6:41 PM UTC
Why
do
I
Cry?
You
Ask
Yourself,
Day
and
Night.
Why
are the
Stars so Bright? Why Can’t
I Fall Asleep at Night?
Why Do I Feel
Like I’m Falling
Down In A Spiral?
Why do Fears Come Crawling? Why do I Feel Like I’m Falling?
Can You Help Me Fight This War? You Ask.
Who are you Fighting For? They Ask.
Myself. Who Is This Battle Against.
Myself, All My Battles Are Against Myself.
I Can’t Sleep At Night, All I get Is A Fright.
I Can’t Eat I’m Afraid of Making Myself Stronger and Losing This War.
Because If I Lose This War I Die.
This Is Why I Cry, Why I Can’t Fall Asleep At Night,
Why I think The Stars Are So Bright. Please Help Me In My Fight. You Answer.
Please, You Think. Help Me.
Because Under Your Strong Demeanor You are A Person Who Desperately Needs Help.
They Turn Their Back On You Because That’s What They’ve Decided To do.
They Shouldn't Have.
And The Day They Realized, Is The Day That You Committed Suicide.
That Was Her Tragedy.
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 5:52 PM UTC