Its 4 A.M once again
It seems as though you are my only friend.
My other friends ran away
They became attached to the day.
Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 11:01 PM UTC
My heart is a broken place
laced with spider webs, from the day
you crawled inside, and decided to play
with all the strings
the day you saw what lies below
the spiderwebs, a broken home
you took out a knife and cut
through each string
my chest still stings.
once the deed was done,
you left my heart,
now a lonely one
at least now I can say
goodbye with a reason
it won't be long
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 5:06 PM UTC
Personally, when I write something there's around five thoughts buzzing around in my head- sometimes more. They can be relevant or not.
We're always thinking of something, weather it be song lyrics stuck in your head, or you're thinking of someone, you're always thinking.
It bothers me. Because I have a habit of overthinking, and scaring myself into no sleep. then overthinking again, because of sleep deprivation.
Sleep is an anathema to me, because it can go two ways; I sleep for a good seven hours, and have an okay day, or I sleep for three hours, and feel like death itself in the morning.
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 6:31 PM UTC
The choice is yours, stay alive, or die.
You have completely 100% control over yourself, and what do you do with it?
You overlook it.
While walking, you have the choice to walk in front of a moving car.
But You don't.
Because You don't want to hurt the person driving
If you are the person driving
You could swerve into the next lane, and crash- make it look like an accident.
but again, you don't
you don't do it because other people can get hurt.
or maybe you fear what people will think.
"attention seeker" some may think
but that's not the case.
its never the case.
That's why suicide notes are a thing
to answer all of your questions.
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 4:43 PM UTC
Please stop faking personality
please stop faking anxiety
please
Please stop faking self harm
please stop romanticizing
please don't say we aren't trying
this is for the ones who aren't lying.
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 4:54 PM UTC
go ahead
cry me a river.
let the tears drip down.
expect forgiveness
for me to confess.
But i'll leave you to drown
in your tears.
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 12:00 AM UTC
Trapped behind a wall, calling out
Trying to escape this mess of all my pain.
I'ts closing in on me and I have no air
can't someone bring me from my nightmare.
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 11:58 PM UTC
Remember the moment you left me alone and
Broke every promise you ever made
I was an ocean, lost in the open
Nothing could take the pain away
So you can throw me to the wolves
Tomorrow I will come back
Leader of the whole pack
Beat me black and blue
Every wound will shape me
Every scar will build my throne
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 11:51 PM UTC
You will never know what's behind my skull
So won't you say goodnight so I can say goodbye.
You will never know what's under my hair
So won't you say goodnight so I can say goodbye.
You will never know what's under my skin
So won't you say goodnight so I can say goodbye.
You will never know what is in my veins
So won't you say goodnight so I can say goodbye.
Won't you go to someone else's dreams
Won't you go to someone else's head
Haven't you taken enough from me
Won't you torture someone else's sleep?
And you will never know what I'm thinking of
So won't you say goodnight so I can say goodbye
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 11:49 PM UTC
I just looked on my phone one day
"hey"
I honestly didn't know weather to answer or not.
But I did
I legit said 'hi' back and you said such sweet things to me. you never know how much it can make someone's day by doing that. I saw some of your poems and you are honestly a great writer. I hope we can be internet friends or something because you are awesome...
You deserve so much more than my sucky poem but whatever :))
thank you for making my day, Carson
-Vianna
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 11:13 PM UTC