red eyes.
bleached hair.
cut wrists.
scared thighs.
long sleeves.
Big bracelets.
Hip bones
thigh gap.
no food.
3 a.m. thoughts.
heavy chest.
numbing feeling.
silver blade.
to many questions.
downed pills.
empty liquor.
vacant casket.
dead body.
6 feet under.
suicide.
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 10:12 PM UTC
who am I suppose to be?
what did I do to deserve this?
lost childhood do to your hands.
you came into my bedroom, full intentions
to cause destruction.
why did you choose me?
a seven year old
who dressed in pink and wore flower crowns?
I guess your were a monster who fed
off the pain.
three years.
I suffered for three years.
you don't care, you never did.
I use to call you family.
but now you are just Anthony.
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 10:01 PM UTC
I do not understand why my mother cries at night
I do not understand why my father is disappointed
I do not understand why he hurt me
I do not understand this numbing feeling
I do not understand the scars littered across my skin.
I do not understand this fear.
do I understand? no,
I may never understand why
I feel this way or why my family
is torn apart.
I do not understand. cant you see?
I do not have a reason to be confused.
I should understand.
I cant understand.
make me understand.
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 9:57 PM UTC
The crackling of fire
And the soothing hissing of wind.
I was craving the touch of your skin
The warm breath I feel when you whisper sweet nothingness into my ears.
I see you in everything, on the streets, in the stores. Expecially in my head.
Your voice echos throughout my mind, keeping me up at night. I almost think your actually here.
I make myself think I feel your presence.
I'm craving you.
Your face
Your eyes
Your breathe.
It's killing me.
Feb 6, 2017
Feb 6, 2017 at 1:07 AM UTC
I feel no pain.
No not physical pain.
But emotional.
I've been hurt and lied to so many time's that I dont feel it anymore.
I just expect **** to happen.
I don't expect to feel happy.
I just feel numb.
It's sad really. I want the numbness to leave, to actually feel something. I can only really do that through hurting myself.
I just feel numb.
I'm drowning. But not in water, in depression.
But it just leaves me numb.
I don't feel pain.
Not physical pain
But emotional pain.
Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 11:00 PM UTC
As the screams grew, the hope decreased.
As the pain ranged throughout her body, the need failed to leave.
The endless crying, the love that's dying.
She never felt so alone, but did they hear.
No.
The yelling became to much, her hope ceased to exist.
The pain became to much and the need overwhelmed her. But did they know, no. Because no one stopped to listening to the crying daughter upstairs. To stop her when her hands shaking wild, body heaving, and the trigger on her head.
But then the yelling stopped.
The pain stopped.
The need stopped.
The loneliness stopped.
It all stopped...
But there laid her lifeless body, for if they listened they could of stopped the trigger from being pulled.
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 10:41 AM UTC
Your jokes.
Are my life.
The homophobic comment's,
Are my reality.
Your harmful slang,
Is want goes through my mind every morning
The jokes about abuse.
Is what I come home to everyday.
See there's a little truth behind every joke.
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 12:20 AM UTC
The rain keeps on pounding against your bedroom window.
There a storm, but I guess you wouldn’t know that, it was your favorite type of weather, you loved to watch as the rain fell and lightning struck.
I miss your presence, storms just remind me of you, the way your hands were always cold at the touch and how you came home cloths damped and hair wet.
I call out for you, but all I get is silence. Sometimes I think your still here but reality hits and I realize your gone, and your never coming back.
Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 8:17 PM UTC
You here that, silence.
The widow next to her son who has been diegnosed with lung cancer.
Hear that, silence.
The boy who listens to his parents fighting.
Hear that, silence.
The teenage girl had swallowed oh so many pills.
Hear that, silence.
The couple struggle with rent when there baby girl of 6 months is crying on the bedroom floor.
Hear that.
Silence.
For the widow, the boy, the girl, and the couple
Hear that,
Silence is timid
Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 10:18 PM UTC
Suicide plays on my mind,
So many opportunities.
In the bath, when the blade is only a few inches away.
Or at night when everyone’s asleep and the pills just sit on the shelf.
So many opportunities.
Tears fall but you don’t care
I’m just a little girl, i shouldn’t feel this pain.
The screaming and the fighting.
Tears fall, but you don’t care
Im just another broken girl.
I hate the words that you scream.
But I’m just another sad teen.
I’m just another broken girl.
I swallowed the pills.
They see me lay lifeless in the coffin.
You don’t care, you never did. So don’t greeve over my dealth.
I swallowed the pills.
It’s been two years.
You see I had died in vein.
No one remembers the sad teen who took her life away.
Suicide plays on my mind.
Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 10:04 PM UTC