Everyday I want to slash through my skin, and I wonder what's stopping me?
Nothing is stopping me.
What people say and do is more hurtful than I can take.
What my own thought do to me.
No matter what I do I will never be good enough.
So why not?
Live another day in this pathetic world we call amazing?
Why?
Why can one never be good enough even for their own thoughts?
We are never safe or are we really living
So why be here?
Why keep breathing when you know deep down you don't want to breath again?
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 3:23 AM UTC
Everyday I come to realize it could be a better day.
Everyday it can be a better day.
But is it my better day?
Will it ever be my better day?
Sometimes I sit, wait and hope it becomes better.
And yet it hasn't been my better day.
Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 12:52 AM UTC
**** you,
I thought you're suppose to be family?
Family isn't suppose to make family feel like this.
Is it?
You make me feel like **** when I already do.
You make me feel worthless, stupid, alone.
**** you dad, for never being here and always letting me down.
**** you mom for always picking favorites, it's hard not to notice.
**** you Dylan for always being better than me, and rubbing it in my face.
**** you Jesse for not loving me, only talking to me when you visit.
**** you family for keeping my third brother away from me.
But hey isn't this what family is about?
Lies? Fake happiness? Being alone?
**** you guys for letting me down.
I know I'm not perfect but I have reasons to be.
So you win, you win the fake laughs and smiles.
You Win
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 10:26 PM UTC
Don't hurt me.
You say you never will.
I think I'm falling for you.
Slow at first than all at once.
You make me feel whole.
Like I'm not missing a piece of myself.
Is it always like this?
You're the first person I've officially dated in 4 years.
4 YEARS.
I'm a little rusty at this,
But if you hurt me it will be the end of this.
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 1:21 AM UTC
I forgot the way it felt.
I forget the feeling I got, just touching the blade.
I forgot the way it makes a mark on my skin
How deep to push.
How the sting felt after
How great it felt just to feel the slightest bit of blood released
I forgot what it felt like to cut into my skin
I forgot the way the blood gushes to the surface
A year without made me forget
But a year without made me hate myself more
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 9:03 PM UTC
My hearts racing,
I can't breath
I can hear my heart beating.
The blood gushing from valve to valve feeding my body.
When I die will that sound stop?
When I die will that feeling stop?
I could die to the sound and feeling of my own heart dying.
Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 8:59 PM UTC
I changed my hair.
I changed my hair to get over you.
yet you liked it more.
I changed
and yet you liked it more
I changed to get away from you.
but you just got closer.
I changed to get away
And yet YOU still hurt me
Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 8:39 PM UTC
I feel like a book
A book I read everyday
But I only read a book once
Once it's over it's over
I'll take my time on this book
Once I'm finished I'll be dead
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 9:52 PM UTC
I wasted two years on you.
Two years that I could've spent loving someone else.
You hurt me, the way you said you never would.
Why do you want me to think it's my fault?
Why do you think I'll be okay?
Thinking about makes me want to die.
I close my eyes and it's like I've already died.
You win, you broke me.
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC
School has started 2 months ago,
I'm already feeling the way I do in January.
I hate this.
I hate you.
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 9:25 PM UTC