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Babygirl Oct 2014
Long sleeves, long enough to cover all the way to my thumbs? Check.
Pants, not to tight but covers all of the scars? Check.
Smile, perfectly in place to keep the outside world out? Check.
Friends, laughing, FAKING the happiness? Check.
Teachers asking, hide your head, and try not to be noticed? Check.
Avoiding close contact with anyone you know? Check.

She replays those questions in her head, it's the same every day.
She is quiet at home, no one to talk to and nothing to say.
She goes to school and for a moment, her mind clears.
The pain is gone, but her eyes always threatened with tears.
He is there, edging them closer but they refuse to fall.
When they get close, she jumps up and "answers a call."

She has never cut in school, but the kiss of the blade is daunting.
He is calling to her, and she knows he's taunting.
"Come to me, come closer," he whispers with promise to take the pain.
That's what he promised to take away, but that's not same.
When she got close enough, she couldn't complete the task.
He sings to her through alcohol, he is in the bottom of her flask.

She writes a letter, a goodbye..
All the while she tries not to cry.
The tears streaming from her eyes, mix with the blood flowing free.
She writes to a phantom, as she thinks, no one will miss me...
So goodbye cruel world she whispers as she closes her eyes.
She falls into the black as it begins to rain, the world can't hide it's cries.

This is a story about someone who we all know.
You don't think you do, but i promise she is there, wherever you go.
She smiles and waves..
She may be the happiest one you know, but she caves..
The blade will kiss her skin and she will drown in her black.
She knows you don't care, cause you don't think to ever look back.

He is there too, don't forget that..he hides his pain with a smile..
But he too will end up like her, just another name in a file..
Here's a little secret, guys cut too.
You may think they are so much better at this than you..
But i promise they beg for us to look and see.
Just like she, he, and me..
Babygirl Oct 2014
She lies awake at night; inside screaming.
All the people in the house lay asleep; dreaming.
His voice begins to whisper into her mind, he never stops speaking.
The tears are always there, they are always leaking..
Her hurt is burdened by pain, loss, and anger.
She longs for the love of a stranger.

Little angel, can you hear my voice?
To end your life, is not the right choice.
Little angel, can you see my face?
It will hold the spot, till love can take its place.
Little angel, can you feel me?
I promise you will have my around always, even when you can't see.

You look at her, and the word that comes to mind is strong.
But when she looks at you, she pleads for you to see you're wrong.
She is trapped in a cage, and she is falling apart.
She has nothin left but the razor edged pieces of a broken heart.
Kiss the wounded parts of my soul..
Give me a heart that's beating, take back this lump of coal.

Little angel, dry your tears.
I'm here to listen, tell me all your fears.
Little angel, don't cut yourself tonight..
I swear it be true, your future will be bright.
Little angel, I know the pain you hide, I know the story buried within..
Darling girl, don't cover yourself in meaningless sin..

You know, little angel, your God is above..
He promises to deliver you all his love..
You must look up and trust he is in your heart.
He has loved you through all the mistakes; from the start.
Take and put the blade away sweetie, you're beautiful no matter what.
Promise you won't pull it out to cut..?

Little angel, this doesn't have to be the end of your story.
Don't close the book, just turn the page, write more about your glory.
Little angel, close your eyes and sleep a restful sleep.
Because no matter what, the angels have your soul forever to keep.
Little angel, this is goodbye for now, but you will see me again soon.
Just remember, i am just above the moon..
Babygirl Sep 2014
Save me, please, save me.
I just want you to look a little closer, then you will see.
I am the girl of all my poems, i am the one slowly dying..
I am the one who is always crying.
I am so close to the edge, and i feel like i am gonna fall.
So, why won't you look, why can't someone save us all?

My whole life has been a secret storm brewing to its head.
Every night, crying alone in my bed.
I begged a phantom to be my mom, and love me.
But she can't love me, because she can't love herself, you see?
I had a father figure, he was the best of the best.
He was my rock, and now he is gone; at rest.

I had a family, and a "normal" life once, then the monster came.
He goes by the name Depression, and things have never been the same.
Have you ever felt so alone  you could die and no one would care?
So lost that all you can do is smile and stare?
I feel like that every minute of everyday.
And i try to people, but there is nothing they can say..

I want to die, i don't want attention, i want to die.
I want to never have to wake up or cry.
I want to forget a world that has forgotten me.
I want someone to save me.
I want someone to hold me while i cry..
Tell me they need me and i can't die.

I just want my daddy back, i want him alive, and here.
I don't wanna be without him another year..
I want my mommy to not be sick anymore.
I don't wanna have to watch her go through all this pain; be sore.
I just want things to be better, but that will not happen anytime soon.
So, now i will end this all under the pale light of the moon.
Babygirl Sep 2014
She is crying, alone in her room.
She is the cause of her own certain doom.
She cuts her wrists, and takes pills.
She watches how gracefully the blood spills.
Yet, she is still here..
Her worst fear..

She can't do anything right, she can't even die..
Thats all she wants, she just can't cry..
Stuck in a world in which she is purely alone.
No one to call, not that they would pick up the phone.
She is so tired, the pain to much to handle.
She is alone in the dark with a single candle.

The flame is starting to dim, yet no one notices her eyes.
They never hear her endless cries.
She is dying right in front of them, but they can't see.
She just wants to scream, "Look at me!"
But they don't notice, its like drowning just beneath the surface.
That's all they see, a facade, a hardened surface.

There is one last chance, she pleads, someone, save me.
Someone, please just look and see.
They all say it will be alright, it gets better, just hold on.
But what they can't see, she is already gone.
The tears are endless, they make no noise as they slide down her cheek.
She wipes them away so no one will question; make her speak.

She hides it all away.
Because if you knew, you wouldn't stay.
She cries for her mom, a mom who will never love her, never be there.
She just wants her mom to care.
As the tears hit the page, she writes her final lines.
Her mind a series of land mines.

Goodbye to the one she loves.
Goodbye to the peace of a white dove.
Goodbye to the mother who was there.
She knows, she knows this isn't fair.
Goodbye to the people who stood by her side.
Please, it's okay if you haven't cried.

That's it, that's all.
No one left to call.
Nothing more to say.
As she lay in a pool of blood, life fading away.
Im sorry, but she, she is a girl i know very well.
She is me, can't you tell..?
Babygirl Aug 2014
I thought you loved me, i thought you cared..
But the truth is, you were just to scared.
This is the reality, i guess, it wasn't meant to be.
But i guess that's not what fate had planned for me.
It hurts to know, how i felt was never returned, that it was all fake.
I guess my smile will always be hard to make.

A dreamer with her heart in the sky.
To bad, soon she will always long to die.
You see this dream i have inside, it will soon all fade.
And the consequences will be present for the actions I've made.
Just give it a chance, i thought..
But it was to late and we fought.

I thought this would be the reason never to cut again, but i was wrong.
This is why Depression has once again come to sing its evil song..
A slice of a blade, a swallow of pills.
This Depression is a monster and it kills.
I thought i would be alright.
I thought this would make my life bright..

A single pill to sleep the night away.
A handful to never see the light of day.
I thought i could control it, the monster inside me.
But guess what, he is finally free..
A single cut, and how does the blood flow..
All around the edges start to glow.

Another to ease the pain of whats hidden inside..
I wonder, who would care if i had died?
Love is a trick of the mind, an imbalance, a rush.
The way the look at you is perfect, when you have a crush.
Well, its all a lie.
I thought he would never make me cry...

I thought if i wrote a letter...
Maybe someone would see and it would all get better.
But they didn't notice me.
They believed the smile, they saw what i wanted them to see..
They never saw the artwork i made with them in mind..
They didn't say it was beautiful, how unkind.

So, one last day to pretend..
I'm sorry to all those who thought i was a good friend.
The last piece of artwork will cover my wrist.
So long world, you will be missed..
If you knew this was my final goodbye..
I wonder, would you cry?

I thought i could handle this.
I thought i could live without your kiss.
I thought i was enough for you to love.
I thought it would be better to float with the angels above..
I though you would cry...
I thought it was time to say goodbye...
Babygirl Aug 2014
Is the smile in place?
Have you put on your happy face?
Is your make up done?
Do your eyes glimmer in the sun?
Is every detail perfect down to the letter?
Honey, it will never get better..

She is drowning, but nobody can see.
She fakes a smile and you all leave her be.
You are making a mistake.
Can't you see, that smile is fake..
She jokes with you about if i could die....
You all laugh, but really, she wants to cry..

She does, every night, her pillow is filled with tears..
Each cut is linked to all her fears.
She wears long sleeves and sweaters, and you never thought to ask.
You never thought she was wearing a mask...?
Her eyes are telling her story..
She is fighting a battle and it will be gory..

Every night as she lay down to sleep..
She whispers to the stars, because her secret they will keep.
Don't cry, she whispers to herself, don't frown..
Don't show anyone how you are feeling down..
She doesn't eat, have you noticed how she pretends..?
Its to late to make amends..

She sits down and writes a letter, and this is what she said..
Dear Angel of Dead,
Please, come and rescue this angel of sorrow.
Because i don't think i can make it to tomorrow.
I have lived and loved, lost and been broken.
I have cried at all the words that will forever be unspoken.

Every night, this angels wings begin to fall..
I can hear them saying my name, help me answer their call.
I have tried to fly on my own, but my wings won't carry me.
I need to leave this world of darkness can't you see?
My mind is home to a demon, and he is breaking free of his cage.
Everyone told me this was just a stage..

So, this is it my dear angel of death, im hoping you save me..
Show me the horizon of the brighter day, one i can finally see.
This is it, this is goodbye..
Whoever reads this please don't cry..
As i lay in my final resting place, watch over me.
Make sure i get to the place im supposed to be..

She folded the letter, and wrote Anybody on the top.
No matter what was said, it wouldn't be enough to stop.
One slide across her wrist and the pain was fading, twice and nearly gone, three..
She thought, im almost there, finally free..
With one more, the blood was flowing faster than ever, she closed her eyes.
No one was around when she begged them with silent cries.

Smiling as the Angel of Death, had come to take her sorrow..
Maybe someone will come tomorrow.
She will be long gone, she is fading fast..
No one showed her how to let the past be the past.
She died smiling, knowing the pain was gone, nothing left to see..
Oh, did i mention, that girl is me..
Suicide is serious, and i have lived through it, seen it, and tried it.. If you need anyone, i will be someone you can trust..
Babygirl Aug 2014
A secret lives within her mind, and he whispers to her all night.
The nightmares don't end when she wakes, they continue to give her a fright.
They are demons that want to soothe the soul.
She grabs the razor and begins to draw, her eyes are black as coal.
This is how she lives.
Because the monster is in control and he never gives.

Baby girl, little angel, do you hear that song?
Don't listen close your ears, it will lead you to wrong!
Do you hear that sweet sound?
That is the sound of your tears as they hit the ground.
Do you see that beautiful face?
That will lead you to a darker place..

Depression is a monster, and cutting is relief..
So don't judge until you have felt her grief.
She is just a baby, alone in this cruel world, she has no one.
Do you know what it's like to live in a world with no sun?
The map to heaven, is written in the stars..
Soon she will make it, just look at all her scars..

Sweet darling, mommas angel, please listen to my words voice..
Put down that razor, you have another choice!
She runs away from it all, inside her mind.
But the fallen angel is there, and he is not kind.
He holds her, and sings to her that sweet song of death and pain.
No wonder she is hardly sane..

There is a story to this beautiful girl, she always wears a smile, have you seen?
She has a heart of gold, never mean.
She loves with all she is, only to be broken down to nothing more than a shatter heart.
Cupid has seemed to forgot to shoot her with his dart.
This baby has never even lived, and she is already ready to end it all.
Do you know how hard it is, so see you angel fall?

She is 16, and already she dreams of flying with the angels above.
Flying, and at peace like a white dove.
She smile in the face of all her friends, but cries herself to sleep at night.
This battle is not a fair fight.
Do you know what it's like to be trapped inside your mind?
To know no emotions that are kind..

But this will be her last morning, her last faked smile.
Because today she will no longer go that extra mile.
She writes letters of goodbye to ghosts.
Because she has no one she kept close.
She draws the blade across her skin, once, twice, and many more.
Now she will fly with the angels and her heart will soar.
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