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I want to breath...away from the canvas.
He's made it for me but I want to be free
One part from pills that I don't have
ninety-nine parts because of the names we were called
But who decides  our worth. when we cant?
From the names we were called
the classics like "Her spaz. hey freak..."
To the names that hurt deeper than a word
The ones we cannot brush away with a well placed smile
all I want is to breath
to be free of the canvas he has made for me
To stand up for the kids who cant do it for themselves
because I know how it feels to be broken
to feel like the names that kids give you,
are really who you are
One part suicidal, too parts loyal, and ninety seven parts afraid
I wanted to **** myself in grade nine.
Because of a girl who decided that my friendship..
it wasn't worth maintaining
Because even thou I stud for all that she was doing so alone
that I was not enough...
I kept my  tears from home because home is weir love is
But what happens when love is not what I need
now I want to stand up for the kids who have no one
no matter what that girl did to me.
Because no one did it for me
One part suicidal ninety nine parts afraid
I chose to believe that all life is preciouses
because yes some of us will give up
some of us who were more than one part suicidal
wont make it
but I chose to believe that all life is preciouses
because I want those kids who called us 'freaks'  to see
that I forgive them for what they did to me
He painted me with the faith
Color  to make me as his wish
I was so glad he believe me
I would be real in his sketch

He hold me, croon for me
Dance and smirk with me
He comes close to share his emotion
I feel proud as I shine in his passion

Hey!!!

Where are you going leaving me alone?
I could not be here without your shadow
I feel suffocation in this canvass
I would be scared in this dimness

I am so isolate without your hug
You make me smile blush me up
Now I can't be happy nor can cry
As the tears will take identity of my
The only thing you left for me
The only thing I can carry for you
That makes me feel alive in this canvass
Go silently yes go silent
make no sound or scream
plaster on a smile
and let the pain go on unseen
walk on yes move forward
and behold what you fear
the people who you thought loved you
they don't even know that your hear
you would walk a thousand miles to have someone who you can love
but your wrists are the ones bleeding when your hearts had enough
you think of all the bad things that have happened
the path to hells paved with good intentions
that is all you get from the world that surrounds you
you left because you thought you did
but you never really knew
how the world is cruel in its own way
but it can get so much worse for you
so hold on to the ones you have
the ones who know how bad it really hurts
I want to say that it got better for the one I talk about
but go too the grave that is bare as she felt
and their you'll see how it ended for a girl like her
who saw the world as it was
and gave in to the hurt
Hey, this is the first one that I have done in a while on this site so pleas go and like my other poems that I have written over this sort of thing...self harm is not something that I can talk about easily but this is one way I can express what happens in everyday life   so if you would like to follow pleas do and comment if you would like to suggest a topic for me to write about
I left but I still see tem, yes they have moved on
you still call them your friends but they haven't been that way for long
your gone and everything's changing , but you have not rite to care
their not your friends anymore
but then why do I feel bare?
watch on with a simple smile as they all go on without you
say your good byes' to the life you hade because they live on without you

You thought it would be different that we would go away?
But no the monsters inside your head we are hear to stay
Now your some weir new  you tuck for granted all that you had
you walked away now your hanging your head
what was the point of leaving your still miserable
all that's changed are the new faces you have to lurn to fool!      
            Those people knew who you were all the cuts and bruises to they all knew the same pain even thou you never knew
but now go look weir you are not a signal one can see
if you say one word much more pain they'll be
So the scars they must weight over top of unseen skin your not allowed to talk about what their has been
       so if she ends up taking her life don't look so surprised
in her heart she knew that it was ok...that you could live without her
I want to write to make you proud
I want you to know this when I go out
because I may not come back
after I have closed the door when I wont be able to write any more
hey
Write me a poem  like I have written you
so many times before
tow thousand or just three
I feel fragile at best
and at my worst I don't know why
god knows I have tried
But now I just don't want to feel anymore
I feel like am nothing to anyone
Im not saying that this is your fault
I don't want you to feel like it was
Once I was broken
but this is so much worse
I thought it would get better '
but damb it just hurts
Now  am broken and  don't know why
they ask me the questions
all I say is im fine
but that's not the truth I don't feel like I can tell them
I don't know why
why i feel broken..
God knows I've tried to forget
move on and forget all of it
but know I am alone
and my minds left to wander
I feel broken...I don't want to move on
so keep my words in this song
god knows I have tried to hard
but  don't want to feel what's in my heart
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