Life is scary. You know?
Not the kind of scary you get from horror movies or a haunted house.
Not the kind of scary like when you think you forgot your keys locked in the car.
Not the kind of scary like when you think one of your friends finally decided to leave this world for good.
Not the kind of scary that is sharp needle point followed by the release of realization.
No.
Life is not that kind of scary.
It's the kind of scary that follows you closely.
It's the kind of scary that shakes you awake at night just to let you stare back at its void.
It's the kind of scary that sits on your shoulder and taunts you for every waking second that it can take you when it pleases.
It's the kind of scary that pulls your blood from your arteries.
It's the kind of scary that revels in the sight of your tears.
It's the kind of scary that lingers, persists, torments, and never, ever leaves.
Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 2:05 AM UTC
if you can't sleep,
then you cant dream.
if you cant dream,
then what's life mean?
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 6:12 AM UTC
eyes wide
cold skin
messy hair
wrapped in a blanket
tired body
glass of gin
a good book
no light
no help
no one to talk to
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 6:12 AM UTC
I am the sun
and you
are the moon:
my tidal-wave
tears
are controlled
by you
So when it’s 2am
in the middle of the night,
I know why
I can’t
sleep tight.
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 6:12 AM UTC
I'm in love with you and I'm so ****** about it. Because I want to scream at you but not as much as I want to kiss you.
And it keeps me up all ******* night.
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 6:11 AM UTC
I sing to the moon
Hoping that you hear me
Like a wolf without a pack
You invade my thoughts
Live in my dreams
So I'm cracked up on caffeine
Trying not to sleep
Since I can't stand to see you, unless its real.
You're my insomnia
Keeping me awake at night
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 6:10 AM UTC
She told him she wanted to be more than friends.
But in the end all they became
Was enemies.
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 3:36 AM UTC
we've set our suicide dates
sadly we can both relate
we have scars upon our wrists
with despair in our eyes
we tried and couldn't
we've failed again
these are our suicide dates
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 4:58 AM UTC
Waves crashing, upon my heart,
All I've come to know, was ripped apart,
My clean arms, have bleeding scars,
My thoughts, have been butchered,
Emotions never ending, bottled up inside,
The screams you never hear, the ones I always hide,
In this lonesome room, yet another,
Suicide.
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 4:57 AM UTC
Hello my name is Anorexia
I will make you an obsessive freak
You will hate yourself
I will make you hungry and weak
I will turn your meat to bones
You will lose excessive weight
You must be super skinny
Food you must hate
Skinny is perfect
So your diet is strict
You live struggling
Because you are an addict
Do not eat breakfast
The scale numbers matter
Do not eat lunch
Do not get fatter
I promise to make you beautiful
I am your best friend
I will make you so skinny
Even if your life might end
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 4:40 AM UTC