Is it the drugs?
Is it me?
Is it everyone around me?
No, it's just me.
And all the worthless decisions I've made.
Are my thoughts even coming from me?
Am I even in control anymore?
No. I'm not, it's another person with a new gaol.
To end all feelings in my body.
I can't tell if it is a gift or a problem.
Who am I?
I'm not normal.
Jan 10, 2020
Jan 10, 2020 at 9:47 AM UTC
My mother told me cigarettes were bad,
I smoked them and kept them in my school bag.
I never liked to listen to their advice,
Instead, I chose to pay the price.
I was cold and ashamed,
to the people who gave me my name.
Now I'm stuck, addicted, and about to abrupt.
Im a quiet and simple but this time im going to interrupt
Because ive been ruined and I did my first cut.
Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 12:52 PM UTC
I'm scared to live
In a world with no taste.
A place where everyone has cuts
On their wrist, stomach, and waist.
I'm scared to die
The last feeling of being uncomfortable.
The thought of still living and waking up in a hospital.
I hate the sense of knowing what's to come
I hate the feeling of being numb.
I don't want to feel any more feelings
I don't want to feel any more healing
I want to disappear
not die
just to disappear.
And be alone.
Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 12:44 PM UTC
What id give for happiness.
The feeling of being calm.
No worries, no hurt.
Just to be happy.
What id give for no more worrying.
The fear, the cries all gone.
What id give to be normal.
The feeling of sensation.
But I have nothing to give.
Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 10:13 AM UTC
The way you make me feel.
So filling.
So full.
The memories of us together.
So happy.
So loving.
The present-day of us.
So angry.
So hated.
The past lasted sooner than I thought.
Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 9:12 AM UTC
My head is pounding and my stomach achs,
Wishing I would eat but it's for my own sake.
I wish for this feeling to fade away,
but it's here every ******* day,
I wish for a blade in my hand
So much blood that I cannot stand,
These cuts on my wrist help the pain,
These cuts on my thighs keep me sain,
Call me whatever you want,
Take your last final shot,
I'm finally gone, I'm feeling numb
my eyes are closing starting to feel dumb
my mind is rushing,
my love is cussing
yelling my name as I drift away
Yelling to me please stay
I wake up only to see
A white room with plenty
He is here saying I love you
I look up at him and say I love you too
Apr 14, 2019
Apr 14, 2019 at 9:42 AM UTC
Human bodies are filled with terroir
Every mind is filled with fear
Every girl looks in the mirror
Only to find a broken smear
She runs away from everything
Just to find out she’s no longer here
Just to see if there’s something lingering
But all she finds are her worst fears.
Apr 14, 2019
Apr 14, 2019 at 9:36 AM UTC
I’m so done with life itself
I’m done with the pictures of you and me on my shelf
I’m done with the love you said was real
I’m done with the act you pulled to end the deal
I’m so done with the way you talk
I’m done with you leaving me in shock
I’m done with the jokes you play and pull
I’m done with you ripping at my soul
I’m done with your phone and all the lies
I’m done with your friends that say go die
I’m done with you
Goodbye
Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 7:55 PM UTC
For every night you left me here,
I will not ever shed one tear
You say you love me but is it true?
Do you love me like I love you?
You say goodbye and come right back
You show up and show a lot of slack
Why did I bother with your fake love
I give your heart a great big shove
Your heart is cold like the wind in winter
Intead of being with me your with her
Saying she’s a friend but I’ve heard the news
Your useing girls like they are living tools
you sit there with me but you only lie
This time it’s me who says goodbye
Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 7:49 PM UTC
In times of trouble and becoming weary
All the pain people must carry.
Hiding all the fear that makes us insane
Hiding the tears that fall like rain.
Depression is here every day and night
It can not be seen so it stays out of sight.
Pain lies within everyone
For this young girl, the pain has won.
Loneliness consumes us as it eats away the years
Until our lives are swallowed by unending fears.
Sometimes people can not be helped
This is what we all have felt.
Problem after problem
Hearts are full of trouble from the top, to the bottom.
Hearts are broken, lies are made, Empty promises,
They are all the same.
Depression spreads one by one
This time the pain has won.
By Kyra Wallace
Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 1:45 PM UTC