Fate. That our paths have seperated.
Rage. Misguided anger hides your insecurities and cowardice.
Intentions. Were always for the best, but we knew this day would come.
Empathy. You lack. Those who help guide you most come second to your arrogance and pride.
Never. Again will I lend my hand.
Dead. You'd might as well be.
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC
Hold up that umbrella my friend because all storm’s end,
I’ll be your friend, I’ll kiss your scars
Even if there is as many as the skies stars
You won’t be like this forever
Days will get better
Put down that pen, burn the suicide letter
We’ll get through this together
Put down that razor, the blade, and lighter
Hold your head up high my little fighter
Put away those pills, untie the noose knots
I haven't forgot
Break that scale you are no whale
Eat, it’s okay
I’ll be here to stay
I’ll **** “ana” and “mia” with 1 bare bleeding broken hand
You’ll be okay
I promise you will be one day
Don't give up now
You can make it even if you don’t know how
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 10:03 PM UTC
Metal reflecting light
Such a horrid sight
Tears blurring up the night
Eyes shining so bright
Where is this going to end up?
Feeling like a tiny cup
Buried myself in my arms
Tears dripping one by one
My anxiety flying through the roof
Wanting to just go ****
Can anyone hear my cries?
Or is their mind filled with my lies?
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 10:01 PM UTC
A girl's room
Filled with tears and hope
Lights dimmed, natural light creeping in
Feeling so tensed and depressed
Sobs filling the air
Does anyone care?
She's broken but okay
Hearing the same CD play
Door always closed
Shutting out the world
The feeling of being alone
That is what's been shown
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 9:54 PM UTC