I hide my pain behind my smile
And truth behind the lies
And I save them for my monsters
Who come visit me at night
Because they see straight through my lies
And the hurt I try to hide
But they dont say anything
Instead they hold me till the light
Apr 28, 2021
Apr 28, 2021 at 2:13 PM UTC
I've gotten so used to loosing,
That now when I take,
The more my stomach waits.
Waits for me to fill this hole,
That I've created over months.
But I can no longer take.
Because the more I take,
The more I gain.
And the more I gain,
The more I hate,
Hate myself for taking the plate.
Apr 28, 2021
Apr 28, 2021 at 1:41 AM UTC
"Mama said gonna be all right
But mama don't know what it's like in my mind
Mama said that the sun gonna shine
But mama don't know what it's like to want to die"
Apr 22, 2021
Apr 22, 2021 at 1:44 AM UTC
Is this it?
Is this missing piece
The dancing in the rain,
The everfading pain,
Is this it?
Oh for what is this new feeling that I didnt realize I missed,
And the feeling of what it's like to be kissed
Oh the joy
Is this it?
The end of the puzzle
The end of the search
The end of the pain
This is it isn't it?
This is happiness
Dec 22, 2020
Dec 22, 2020 at 2:56 AM UTC
When the bad turns good,
And the leaves turn gold,
I
Love
You
When the wind starts to blow,
And the leaves start to brown,
I
Love
You
And when the storm starts to brew,
And the frost begins to set,
I
Love
You
Dec 22, 2020
Dec 22, 2020 at 2:50 AM UTC
What’s a life,
If you’re going to throw it away,
With yourself down the bottle.
Is it worth the 9 months,
Just to see,
The baby carried away with cold feet?
Because YOU couldn’t stop drowning your sorrows,
Bottle By Bottle.
Now you may get a living one,
But what is to be of *****
Will they not be able to talk,
Or just an addict meant to be.
Now the first sip of alcohol
Will be the last first goodbye,
To the baby you never gave a chance,
To have a normal life.
So will you just put down the bottle,
To save the unborns life?
Or will you drink away your sorrows,
Thinking everything will turn out right?
May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 4:52 PM UTC
I ended up forgetting
What true happiness was
What it feels like to be proud of yourself for once
But then the moment is over
And the next minute the sorrow comes back
And you miss that happiness even more
May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 4:33 AM UTC
Why do all the bad things,
The self harm, denial, and everything else,
End up helping the most?
May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 3:05 AM UTC
Once apon a time
As if it was a dream
I was a kid
And I didn’t know a thing.
May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 12:08 AM UTC