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MaskedAngelofPain
MaskedAngelofPain
21/F
His voice it says soothing things like It’s going to be okay. You’re okay. It’ll be alright His arms tighten around me and he hugged me close His face lined with worry His eyes filled with tears All the while I’m telling him one of his fears I’m saying I give up I’m falling apart My heart can’t take this It’s falling apart My life’s a mess so I’ll take this knife And I’ll try my best to end my life I know this isn’t right I know this will hurt But I can’t take this pressure It’s too heavy on my heart and soul
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Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 1:49 AM UTC
HIM
It's hard to describe, the way you make my stomach turn upside down You lift me up into the sky, right on top of the brightest cloud The things you say make me feel like your queen, even without the crown With you in my team, nothing seems like a problem, nothing is to hard to deal When I'm in pain, you seem the only one to understand, to heal Maybe that is why you attract me, maybe that is why you make me feel the way I feel Doubts and questions are messing with my mind, I was afraid didn't know what to do Should I listen to my heart or to my mind, I didn't know what path I had to choose I knew what's wrong and what's right, I realized I needed something fresh and new The chance to experience something so pure and real, I just could not let that loose I just can't wait for the day we meet, I'm like a little kids crying for some ice-cream I know for sure things will work out fine because you and me together sounds divine It doesn't matter how long I'll wait or what I have got to do, to realize this dream Time is ticking, days are flying by, but I've got the will to wait till you'll be mine
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Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 12:32 AM UTC
Wait
Well, it's nice to finally meet you. I've been waiting for your call. I've noticed you've been crying, And, I've watched you pace the halls. Whatever has been hurting you, I can make it disappear. You know you have nothing to lose, Nothing to live for, nothing to fear. Thank you, for your invention. I'll be sure not to leave your side. We'll become very fast acquainted. My naive child, there's no use trying to hide. I should probably introduce myself. I am your very own addiction. But, you can not be angry with me. I am you own self-conviction. I bet you feel rather stupid, Falling right into my lap. I'm a master at manipulation. You'll never escape my trap. How does it feel to dance with the Devil? For he and I are one in the same. God, has completely abandoned you, So, you might as well stay in the game. Are you honestly going to try and beat me? A useless battle if you want to know. Go ahead and make an attempt. Besides, I'm in the mood for a good show. I guess, you think your special. But, your sobriety has only lasted a year. I'm still around every corner, In the back of your mind I'm your greatest fear. I'll always be your ***** little secret. I won't disappear over time. Twenty years from now you may falter, And, I'll be the first thing that comes to mind. A vicious cycle, that's what your thinking, But, I'm only speaking the truth. I'm Satin's weapon of mass destruction. The silent killer of America's youth. It's genius when you think of it. Everyone's looking for some Armageddon war. But, what the fools don't realize, Is everyday Armageddon walks through their front door
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Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 11:20 PM UTC
You think you can beat me?
Well, it's nice to finally meet you. I've been waiting for your call. I've noticed you've been crying, And, I've watched you pace the halls. Whatever has been hurting you, I can make it disappear. You know you have nothing to lose, Nothing to live for, nothing to fear. Thank you, for your invention. I'll be sure not to leave your side. We'll become very fast acquainted. My naive child, there's no use trying to hide. I should probably introduce myself. I am your very own addiction. But, you can not be angry with me. I am you own self-conviction. I bet you feel rather stupid, Falling right into my lap. I'm a master at manipulation. You'll never escape my trap. How does it feel to dance with the Devil? For he and I are one in the same. God, has completely abandoned you, So, you might as well stay in the game. Are you honestly going to try and beat me? A useless battle if you want to know. Go ahead and make an attempt. Besides, I'm in the mood for a good show. I guess, you think your special. But, your sobriety has only lasted a year. I'm still around every corner, In the back of your mind I'm your greatest fear. I'll always be your ***** little secret. I won't disappear over time. Twenty years from now you may falter, And, I'll be the first thing that comes to mind. A vicious cycle, that's what your thinking, But, I'm only speaking the truth. I'm Satin's weapon of mass destruction. The silent killer of America's youth. It's genius when you think of it. Everyone's looking for some Armageddon war. But, what the fools don't realize, Is everyday Armageddon walks through their front door
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Days of endless struggle More hopeful pills today Trying to appear 'normal' In some sort of way. It seems that the struggle Is always here with me And I wouldn't be here now If guilt would leave me be I know there's been many Who've had it worse than I But that doesn't always mean That I wouldn't say good-bye People say I have a lot going for me I'm sorry, but I just can't see I can't see because my worst enemy Is not my life, but inside of me. Always on a roller coaster, Not much consistency I'm nothing if I'm not up or down I'm nothing if just 'me.' Very little energy Wanting to stay in bed Wishing to be enthusiastic Instead of feeling like I'm made of lead. Wanting to be excited Wanting to care for more But when nothing makes sense It's hard to focus on the poor. Cluttered mind, cluttered thinking It's hard to keep in touch With what is happening around me And not to worry too much. I feel that everybody is better than me And that I can't do anything right. This is how I've felt my whole dang life It didn't just start last night. No confidence, no self-esteem Everybody else is right To speak my mind is to be a fool So I just try to 'sit tight.' Any one of these problems Would be a heavy vice But when you have them ALL Living seems like a roll of the dice.
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 9:07 PM UTC
The Struggle
That girl in your class She laughs She has a smile that lights up An entire room. That girl in your class, She has great grades, She doesn't even have to try. That girl in your class, She has seemingly amazing friends, Who care about her. That girl in your class, She has scars, Lines marking her body, And friends that don't notice, And some that don't care. That girl in your class, Doesn't remember What's like to not cry, She cries herself to sleep Every night. But hey, she smiles, So she's okay. Right?
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 9:05 PM UTC
That girl in your class?
It's a new day But it's still gray Nothing to awake for Waking up is just a chore Fear grips your stomach And anger fills your mind Tears stain your face As you wonder where is my place And blood drips down your arm You've committed a "crime" called self harm It's a mess to clean A battle to be fought But each day you wake up With more scars on your wrist Is another challenge beat Your alive right? As the day comes to a close The pills beside your bed Just begging you to choke them down The knife held in your hand Tempting you to bleed it out The belt on your waist Persuading you to cut off the toxic air Forget all the pains but the one you create Forget everything good or bad alike ***** society and its rules You never have fit in So let's take these things and have our end Close your eyes tight Say goodnight And commit the best or worst act of your life But before you do remember each life is special Each deserves a fighting chance Don't give up to early for you'll only regret Chances that were left not taken Secrets and pleasures never experienced Yes it seems bad but then again How could there be a rainbow with no rain?
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 4:14 PM UTC
No Rain No Rainbow
he calls you paperclip not because you hold everyone together when the wind tries so hard to scatter souls or because your eyes flash hints of silver when you talk about your favorite song or because your lip ring taints your kisses metallic. paperclip because he can downsize you in an instant replacing you with a version of yourself that doesn’t weigh his pockets down your body now too small to hold your essence and a mouth that will only open wide enough to swallow. you are easily forgotten but somehow always end up attached to his keychain. paperclip because he can bend you to his will and you don’t even notice until everything else begins falling out of your grasp. every time he snaps you back into place the world has only changed but a fraction of a centimeter and you’re used to measuring your life in kilometers. paperclip because he is a staple leaving puncture wounds in everything he touches a few drops of blood in every corner of your mind and when you learn how to extract him from your heart no goodbye is successful enough to patch permanent holes you fold yourself in upon and pretend not to notice. to this day, that chapter of your life remains dog-eared and you wonder why you still have trouble picking locks.
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 4:04 PM UTC
His Paperclip
Cigar cutter arms Reaching, ever reaching But are they mine Or yours? There’s nothing to do There’s nothing I can do Just leave me to myself He emotes so hard It’s so hard to emote Slammed doors Shut mind Heavy with pain In his knees In his brain Pulls him under Waves crashing, crunching My body Keeps getting thinner He holds my head under He is a strong swimmer I attempt to align my aches with his For every one of his nightmares I have a memory For every panic attack A physical assault I consider propping up his bruises with my scars We could build a church Or a bar Structured out of bullet holes Supported by columns of razor burns I buy a plane ticket instead I build wings from all my tickets I build a house, a home, a car, a manicured lawn A husband, 2.4 kids, a dog, memberships with Al-Anon And yet I still have leftovers To share With all the angels of this city But oh, what a pity That audacity Is not the same as love Diseased pigeons don’t count as doves He said, “Baby, it’s all in your head” I said, “Yeah, well, that’s what I’m afraid of.” I am a runaway woman-girl on the loose Dodge bullets, dodge compliments Slide out of my noose There’s nothing I can’t do I’ll just leave you to yourself I’ll just leave you I am notorious Notoriously hard to get I will always be the girl who finds a way The woman who gets her way The one who got away Just in time
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Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 10:38 PM UTC
A Way
Pinstripe Suit When I'm an old lunatic I shall wear a black and white pinstriped suit I'm trapped inside the prison walls That used to be my mind The wallowing woman that I used to be Has long been left behind There are times I'm quite alert My memory’s still intact Then there are days when I shall disappear And no it’s not an act With an anesthetic air to it The squeaky doors My mind flows like a never ending pit And creaky carpet bare floors The halls as silent as a morgue Pill meals to which I never want They're like a cardboard box that kicks you numb My old memories still do haunt Blindly walking the paths laid out for me When I'm old I shall be completely crazy I'll scream and shout loudly to make sure you hear me clearly I'll ramble on and on about my past times When suddenly I am old and start to wear black and white pinstriped suits
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
Pinstriped Suit
Shivers running down my spine My heart is racing Running Sprinting My breath catches in my throat Refusing to leave as his hands Linger on my thighs Like leaves dancing across the lawn Gently and lightly moving
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 10:51 PM UTC
Thrill