you can’t swim trying to save someone who doesn’t wanna get out of the water. you will only sink.
you can’t swim trying to save someone who keeps tying themselves to the grass. you will only sink.
you can’t swim trying to save someone who keeps drinking saltwater. you will only sink.
you can’t swim trying to save someone who only thirsts for sharks. you will only sink.
you can’t swim with another drowning person attached to you. you will just drown also.
Jan 6, 2020
Jan 6, 2020 at 9:37 PM UTC
Drowning is like being stuck in a glass tank.
everyone can see you. but who will actually help you?
some are scared of the amount of water that’ll come out if they help break the glass.
some have already died trying to get you out.
some are too distracted at the scene of all the dead bodies.
others will just stand there and laugh at you.
Jan 6, 2020
Jan 6, 2020 at 1:40 AM UTC
you don't necessarily need people to say it.
you're a freak.
you're crazy.
you're a ******
you have issues.
you're ugly.
you're a ****
after awhile you can just kinda tell that's how people view you.
you're a freak.
you're crazy.
you're a ******
you have issues.
you're ugly.
you're a ****
Jan 4, 2020
Jan 4, 2020 at 1:04 AM UTC
whenever I say I like someone and they don't say it back there's usually only two reasons why..
one : they never liked me.
OR
two : they don't like me but don't wanna leave me.
Dec 30, 2019
Dec 30, 2019 at 7:18 PM UTC
kinda ***** ya know.
you feel a little depress so you eat. Take a nap once you are done.
Getting up actually hungry this time. looking through you’re things.
flashes comes back.
“oh yea I already ate the last of my food.”
so you just head back to you’re nap.
Dec 8, 2019
Dec 8, 2019 at 11:43 PM UTC
striped naked
videotaped in fear
losing tons of weight just to make it
helpless screams for many years
head dunk in the toilet
deep long ****** slits
numb cells
books covered in “go to hell!”
walking home barefeet
excessive studying until my fingers bleed
photoshopped pictures
nasty rumors
hands tied with wires
clothes set on fire
mouth covered
***** whispers
****** nose
smashed toes
shaving every piece of my hair
getting beaten, grasping for air
soaked lunch
stares by a bunch
overdosed on drugs
lost out on love
hiding bruises with makeup
new owner everyday like a lost pup
trophies thrown on the ground
papers with absurd notes, as I sit at my desk not making a sound
dirt shoved in my throat
as I write this last goodbye note
I remember all the unkind names
slow, freak, **** sick, retarded...it was all so dark
as I’ve already triggered a bullet to the brain so there’s no longer a beat in my heart..
Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 6:05 PM UTC
pulling out the drawer, looking down at the blades
which one to use today?
staring down at my wrists choosing what design
one that’s easy to hide and hard to find
which arm to use?
some call it sick some call it abuse others call it crazy
but I call it truce
how much blood should spill?
I guess however much until I heal
when reminded I am broken
I start to ask where should I open?
one cut. . two cut. . three cut. .
when my knife gets decline
I seek demons who wait anxiously for my lifeline
I cut to feel
when nobody talks to you or cares, it’s the only thing that seems real
the razor the only thing I trust
when life gets too much
waking up each morning, horrified, at all these scars that must be covered
I’m the keeper and the blade is my owner
one cut.. two cut.. three cut..
in order to seal all my shame
bones is where I’ll aim
sobbing my pool of blood in horror
questioning myself everytime in the mirror
curving two vessels to see which blood comes out faster like a race
whenever painful tears get dry on my face
friends practicing what to con
while I practice what leg to draw on
always being the outcast
so I hid behind this blade is my mask
writing in my journal, how nice it must be to be normal.
one cut.. two cut.. three cut..
Slitting my guilt on my skin
pretty pictures grow bigger as the demon inside me I can’t win
making nice touches to let out my screams, then watching as my fear flows, closing my eyes to the afterlife I must go.
You are metal with no heart,
but in my life you became a huge part..
Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 6:03 PM UTC
You hide behind me as your mask
cause I make all your nightmares disappear fast
as blood drops when i slice through your finger
you rage in your anger
once I curve pictures that are bloodier
it silence all the whispers
you lead me through the red lines deeper and deeper into your veins
as I guide you further and further through the demons lane
when your shame makes your mind mental
that’s when I’ll slit open your vessel
as painful tears starts pouring from your eyes, I’ll violently ram into your bones
in a dark room you’ll tell your dark secrets to me and my clones
your wishes didn’t come true that you had begged upon the stars
I think that’s when you started your collection of blood of jars
you tell me stories that I’ll beautifully split people eyeballs
people who calls you ugly, people who calls you a freak, people who calls you crazy
I rip your skin to little itty bitty pieces so you could feel alive
but truth is, you’ve already died
I fight your battles
cause I’ve made all your cells unstable
in the cabins I am sealed away
as you go out to the world telling everyone your okay..
Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 6:02 PM UTC
she doesn’t come to school anymore, the girl who called me crazy for my depression
They were all so happy. My mom. My dad. My bestfriend. My mentor. .
“no more therapy sessions”
Ashely, who called my child a curse
is now crying for her child who died just after birth
everyday realizing my pride is destroyed
peter is now receiving dead toys
Adam, who videotaped my cutting
is now framed for overused drugs in jail venting
lily, who caused me ****** big blisters
was caught cheating and is now getting abuse everyday with her scary mother
Rosa, who forced me to walk through glass
is now in a coma from poisonous gas
Tyler, who told everyone, I talk to the wall
now has a patch over his eyeball
Xena, who tied my hands with wires
has watched every piece of her hair burn into fire
Oliver, who locked me in dark rooms
was found dead in the same cold room
Liam, who left notes with mean names in my locker
is now in pain with his ******* leg, as he can no longer play soccer
Lucas, who always left spit on my face leaving me with great grief
is now coming to school everyday with fake teeth
As the list of names goes on who’ll pay the price for making my life hell..
Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 6:00 PM UTC
I didn’t drown cause my eyes was closed
I didn’t drown cause I allowed water into my nose
I didn’t drown cause I froze my lungs
I didn’t drown cause of the sad songs I’ve sung
I didn’t drown cause I was too deep in the ground
I didn’t drown cause I didn’t make a sound
I didn’t drown cause I used all my oxygen to sink to the bottom
I didn’t drown cause the world wasn’t fairyland and blossoms
I didn’t drown cause I licked the water off my lips
I didn't drown cause I lost my grip
I didn’t drown cause my mouth was filled with saltwater
I didn’t drown cause I couldn’t hold my breath longer
I didn’t drown cause I didn’t take the bridge
I didn’t drown cause I chose to keep swimming after seeing the dead bodies in the ditch
I didn’t drown cause I swam back to the sharks
that left me with many open marks
I didn’t drown cause I didn’t untie the block around my ankle
I didn’t drown cause I wasn’t a perfect angel
I drown in my depression i drown in my anger I drown in my own demons I drown in my own tears I drowned swimming in other people’s sea of expectations.
So that’s why I’m no longer here...
Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 5:59 PM UTC