DontLoveMeImBroken

DontLoveMeImBroken Feb 2014

In your arms tonight.
For tonight,
I know nothing of peace.
Love me now,
If not tenderly.
To save whatever is left
Of my tomorrow.

DontLoveMeImBroken Feb 2014

Relapse

My mind is a battle field,
Filled with evil and goodness,
Debating
On which i should choose.

If only
Quitting the drug
Of razors on skin
Was effortless
If only
Stopping sellf starvation
Was as simple
As batting an eye

But nothing comes that easily

My mind is a bttle field
With two seperate sides,
And the wrong side
Is winning.

Relapse,
A sweet, sweet victory,
And a bitter failure..

DontLoveMeImBroken Feb 2014

Red Rubies

Im tired of trying,
Sick of crying
I know ive been smiling,
But inside im dying.
I bleed just to know im alive.

DontLoveMeImBroken Feb 2014

Un Noticed

Im five years old,
Pale blue pajamas running through the house,
Looking for mommy.
Shes outside, barred behind glass doors,
A cloud of smoke trailing off the lit end of her cigarette.
Obscuring eyes.
She doesn't even notice the little ******* the other side...

Im 17 now, and still going *un noticed

DontLoveMeImBroken Feb 2014

Im tearing myself apart

Limb by limb,
Until only my thoughts
Will remain scattered.
Does it make you laugh
To know how broken
I really am?
Maybe if i hang myself
With the finest tie
In my fathers closet,
And wear an outfit that my mother
Thought i looked nice in,
They will pretend to give a ****.

DontLoveMeImBroken Feb 2014

Im four years old again

Wondering when it was
I lost myself to reality.

Wondering why the wind sounds so wrong,
And how long ago was it that it lost its song.
Wondering how many days ago
Was it that the thorn bush lost its rose.
Wondering when the face in the mirror
Seemed to smile, but only shed those tears,
Wondersing what it was like to be a star,
And not the aching within a scar.

Im four years old again
Eyes wide open and unseeing,
Trying to figure out,
What it is i must be believing.

Im four years old again
And im breathing.
*Im breathing

DontLoveMeImBroken Feb 2014

Just Cry

Have you ever laid on your floor at night and just cried?
Cried because youre ugly.
Because youre not good enough.
You counted all your flaws from head to toe to punish yourself.
Cried because the comments people blurt out actually hurt.
Cried because your family is dysfunctional, but youre just a kid who cant do **** about it.
They telk you to stop complaining,
That you have it muc better than some kids.
You dont want to be a burden so you just bottle it all up.
Around people youre the happiest ray of sunshine.
But nobody knows,
That at night,
When youre alone,
You break down and
*Just cry