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You must be the devil,
My head knows you’re bad news but my heart still skips for you,
I know every kiss is blasphemy,
Every touch leading me straight to hell,
But I can’t get enough of your poison,
Desperate to feel your eyes staring at my skin,
You must be the devil,
And I’ve welcomed you in.
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He gave me a gilded cage,
All I wanted was to fly.
I see you drowning while I’m breathing,
Tell me how to save you,
I swear I’ll give you everything~
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What if I’m not the good guy?
I’ve been thinking about this lately, because I don’t think anyone sees themselves as the bad guy, as the villain, but some of us definitely are.
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If you build a wall,
I’ll build a door,
I’ll knock until it opens,
And hope it never closes.
$&?
$&?
Every time I convince myself to let you go, you smile at me~
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He said he’d break me,
I said I didn’t mind.
And I didn’t.
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Cause f*cking up takes practice
&
I feel I’m well rehearsed
Please take me higher,
but don’t let me come crashing down,

Because I don’t know how long I’d last,
Once I hit the ground.

        
Who knew two dimples could make my whole world stop~
ɪ sᴀɪᴅ,
      
  "𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘵"

       . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  . . .   ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ

ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢʀɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ.
Life is but a blink of the eye,
Death is the real adventure.
𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝑰’𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚.
Every time I fall in love I hope I never will again.
ᴴᵉ ᵗᵒʳᵉ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵃˡˡ ᵐʸ ʷᵃˡˡˢ
ᴬⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ˢᵃᵛᵉᵈ ᵐʸ ᵇʳⁱᶜᵏˢ
ᵀᵒ ᵇᵘⁱˡᵈ ʰⁱˢ ᵒʷⁿ
Who are you??

I don’t know.
ɪᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴀᴅ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ
ɪᴍ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴘɪssᴇᴅ ☠︎︎
In 22 days it’ll be one year since you died.
How is it possible that the world kept turning while the space you existed in disappeared. Grief never leaves you, it catches you off guard. It’s in every photograph, every spot you use to fill, in the eyes of our friends, in my memories of you. It’s the building we worked in, it’s my backyard where you sat, and it’s everytime I see a blue rubber band. How can a wound tear open so many times without ever quite healing? How can it be that your gone but I still feel you in every room. The world kept turning without you, and that breaks my heart.
He asked me “aren’t you afraid of being alone?”

I said “how could I be? I’m not even alone inside my head”
Every morning I listen to bag pipes while I shower, I always feel so ridiculous standing there water spraying while the god awful music blares. But then I smile, because it makes me think of you.
You like to listen to them when you’re exercising. I’ll never understand your choices in music, the German folk songs you send me to fall asleep to, the weird bands you insist will teach me something, or the fact that you listen to Beethoven for fun (just like every serial killer ever). You have a disturbing ******* for guns, literally. I think you once told me you love shooting guns more than having ***, and I whole heartily believe you. I think you always managed to say the most awkward and terrible things and make me seriously question why I’m even friends with you. But then you look at me with those deep sea eyes and I feel electrified. In fact the only time I feel alive is when I’m standing next to you. Everyone says you never talk, but it seems like I can never get you to shut up. Always sharing way to much “I did not need to know that” information. The word ***** that comes spewing out of your mouth astounds me. Some people think your odd and intimidating cause you’re eccentric and always have this dark brooding look on your face. But they just don’t get you, I love that you are wholeheartedly yourself and nothing else. You like what you like and never compromise on that to impress someone or fit in. You stick out in an ocean of bland personalities. No one makes me laugh the way you do. No one makes me feel the way you do, most people don’t make me feel at all. Your smile keeps my wheels turning so why do you have to leave? Go on this journey without me. I’m terrified to think that you're going to start sending German folks songs to someone else, that their Apple Music suggestions will look identical to mine.

I don’t want anyone else to listen to bag pipes in the shower.
This isn’t a poem lol
Ring... ring...

Pick up the phone,
Knees chattering,
Where’s my breath,
Oh god,
Ten minutes till my shift,
Kyles dead,
I just hugged him
12 hours prior,
I said goodnight,
I love you,
See you tomorrow,

But for him,
Tomorrow never came,
Why did I answer the phone,
How can I face the space
That you no longer occupy,
Why couldn’t you resist
That sweet high,
I miss you,

Another friend gone to early,
Every hit you took a gamble,
Your bed became your grave,
You sister just got married last
Week,
You were the best man,
This was suppose to be
The happiest time of her life,
Instead of planning her honey moon,
She’s planning your wake,

You never wore anything
Other than black,
Always dressed like
You were going to a funeral,
Now we’re at yours,
It’s a closed casket,
You sister is sobbing,
Your best friend is broken,
Your girlfriend lost her voice,
I’m hoping your body isn’t really
In that box,

You loved jack Daniels,
So that’s what we drank
Until the sun rose
For the first time
Without you,
It’s was August 25th,
I never did go back
For that last shift,
How could I without you?

It’s December now and it’ll
Be your mother’s first Christmas
Without her son,
Your sister has been taking
Care of your girlfriend,
They cling together
So that they don’t succumb
To the numb,
It’ll be the first time in three
Years I spend New Years
Without you,
Your best friend moved away,
It was too painful to stay,
Cause every place in town
Feels empty without you,

We don’t go to grand central anymore,
Cause it was your favorite bar,
And the memories are still too fresh,
God ****** Kyle,
Why didn’t you tell us you had an addiction,
God ******,
Why didn’t we notice
Until August 25th.
We miss you Kyle, more and more each day. Rest In Peace my friend, until we meet again someday.
He put my heart in his pocket,
And then he washed it~
I feel myself wearing down like a wax candles melted flame,
Left all my bridges burned and I only have myself to blame,
They say love is blind, but how could I have been so blind if it wasn’t love?
Everything we had was a lie, everything I was just wasn’t enough,
Now I’m left bleeding in the dirt,
Because I couldn’t make it work,
Me and you, it should have been so easy,
But the equation got complicated as soon as we started adding other people to it,
Me and you, it should have been so easy,
But you weren’t loyal and I knew it,
I feel like Humpty Dumpty, you knocked me off the wall and left me to bleed,
So I’m left here in pieces, on a pair of broken knees,
Now all I know is pain,
All I feel is ice in my veins,
As I’m getting older, I’m getting colder,
And your whose to blame,
Your words never meant sh*t,
And every day if you silence keeps proving it,
I never wanted to watch you walk away,
If I made a move, would you have stayed?
I know your not suppose to ponder the past,
But I feel myself moving backwards just to make it last,
How is it possible to miss something we never had?
All the light in my eyes has faded, I’m alive but inside I feel dead,
I hate it when my heart refuses to listen to my head,
I’m left screaming at the skies because no one else will listen,
Loving you was a mission,
Well consider it aborted, just like the unborn child that was living in my stomach,
But you couldn’t stomach it, so I literally had to stomach it,
No support for you, you literally tried to run from it,
But you can’t run from responsibilities so I had to take care of it,
Cause I knew we couldn’t take care of it,
I wasn’t going to bring a baby into a world that couldn’t properly love it,
And now I have to live with it, I hope it’s on your conscience,
And you can’t sleep at night because of it,
It was supposed to be through thick and thin,
But when things got thick, you became thin and were gone with the wind,
Now I’m standing alone wondering how to cope,
So I turn to the dope, and hope this time it’s the end,
But I guess it’s never really the end,
So I hope when I get reincarnated I don’t meet you again.
I won’t let your expectations suffocate me,
I won’t conform to this,

Like a caterpillar in a cocoon,
I’m going through a metamorphosis.
God didn’t make me,
For you to break me.
Im sitting in the dentist office while the doctor drills my teeth,
I wonder if they realize I’m so full of holes
I might slide right through this seat,
They can fill my cavities,
But They’ll never make me whole,
Cause they can fix my teeth,
But they can’t fix my soul.
I’m actually at the dentist right now.
He said “let me ruin you”

So I let him, cause I knew I wasn’t whole to begin with.

I said “obliterate me”

And he scattered me into satisfying pieces.

He said “broken girls always taste the sweetest”

Like salt and cherry lip gloss.
It’s been a while
I’m trapped in a room where the door is open but I can’t get out,

I’m screaming my head off but no one can hear me shout,

I’m struggling to breathe but there’s plenty of oxygen,

I crave an escape from this concrete metropolitan,

Blinded by this plastic smile they can’t see I’m stuck in my own personal hell,

I’m walking around frantically trying to get someone to notice that I’m an empty shell,

Tragically, I’m physically heathy with food to eat and a family yet I can’t seem to stop thinking about ending myself,

What’s wrong me, that I can’t be happy when I literally have nothing to be sad about?

But that’s the thing the numbness, you can’t stop it, it doesn’t discriminate,

It doesn’t care whether your a man, a women, a criminal, or a saint,

It just wants to fill you up till you can’t get out of bed,

It makes you a prisoner inside your own head,

Who could I tell? How would I explain it so someone could understand when I don’t even understand,

When I’ve succumbed to the madness who will lend me their hand ?

So I don’t tell anyone & suffer in silence, when the thoughts start creeping up again,

I smother them in cigarette smoke wishing I had prescription for Xanax or Vicodin.
I use to have chronic depression and so I’d try and drown it out with substances except it never worked

I’m not depressed anymore but every now and then I’ll have that fleeting feeling where I can remember the numbness

Sometimes i think I was the most creative in the loneliness but I would never what to be in that dark place again
Even though you’re  the reason behind my pain,

I want you by my side when the clouds come,

Because the hurt will hide the rain.
I tried to die once,
I failed,
So instead I tried to live,
Here I am,

I said to death,
Come and get me,
But death didn’t want me,
So I said to life,
I am yours,
But life laughed,
You belong to time,

So I begged time to hold me,
But time said you can’t hold on to me,
So I held myself instead;

And I thought,
What’s missing,
It was love,
So I asked love to find me,
Instead I found him,
He gave me life,
He gave me time,
He gave me love,
But death,
Death took him.

So I begged death,
Take me with you,
He said,
It’s not your time yet.

So here I am.
Knock, knock,

Who’s there?

Despair,

Why here?

Why not?

Go away!

I can’t, I’m here to stay.

You can’t come in....

I’m already inside

Stay back!

My dear, you can’t hide

Please, I don’t want you here,

No one does, that’s why I come.
I’m lonely, won’t you be my friend?

Do I have a choice?

My dear there’s always a choice.

I’d rather die than live with you.

So be it.

WAIT!!!!!

To late!
You made your bed, now sleep in it.


I was just an ember in the wind,
Until your turned your heart into my hearth,
You coaxed the flames with kindling,
Turned one spark into a blaze,
And when the cold was creeping in
You kept the chill away,
I was just an ember in the wind,
Until you let me in.


It follows me where ever I go,
That empty noose,
It calls to me,
Begging to bite my slender neck,
To snap it,
To distort it,
To embrace it lovingly,

It’s always hanging over my head, waiting for me to stumble,
When I make mistakes it snickers,
My throat grows stiff,
I can’t speak up,
Cause when I do, that empty noose constricts with joy hoping to finally fill itself with me,
So I’m ridiculed for not making my presence known,
I’m told that if I can’t be a team player I’ll have to find another job,

They can’t see that empty noose that never leaves my side,
So they’re convinced I don’t corporate out of spite,
They don’t see the dangerous dance I do to stay alive,
They just see me leaving early without explanation,
So they cast me aside,

That empty noose waits patiently,
So quietly, for a moment I forget it’s even there,
A fatal mistake, one slip and it’s wrapped it’s arms around me,
Squeezing shut the screams in my windpipe,
My thrashing legs do not call attention to strangers,
To them it looks like suicide,
All they see is a lonely soul who let go,
Not someone who fought everyday of their life to escape that empty noose.
If you ever feel suicidal please reach out whether it’s too me or a friend or family member.

tel:+18002738255

Above is a Canadian suicide hotline, never hesitate to call.
He was an enigma machine,
he guarded his secrets with military precision,

She was an open book,
one that no one ever finishes,

They were tragic,
one said nothing, while the other said to much,

One stood tall and ramrod straight,
the other depended on a broken crutch,

Both were destitute,
One was loud, the other was mute,

He suffered in reticence,
she was filled with penitence,

They both left the world of their own accord,
They chose to fall upon their own swords,

They were heartbreaking until the very end.
He told me:

“Give me your heart, and I’ll give you the world”

I said:

“But the world isn’t yours to to take”
They often promise everything but give you nothing.
I gave him my glass heart,

And
       He
            Took
                     A
                         Hammer,

                                       And he shattered it,

He said
        
  Love
           Makes
                        You
                                Weak,

                                          Now your free,

But he lied.
I’ve always hated goodbyes,
But not when it comes too you.
I buried one friend last August,
I buried another one last month,
For a year I’ve struggled to help another friend over come addition and failed,
Another person: who kept me sane through my wild teenage years, buried his girlfriend recently, and in turn he buried his feelings with drugs and alcohol, we celebrated his one year of sobriety only a few months ago, no one ever mentioned how morbid your 20’s could be.

So inclusion I think pharmaceutical company’s should have to include “ heartbreak” on their labels, as a side effect too opioids.
I know death is just another part of life, but I never thought I’d have to deal with so much of it before I’d even lived a quarter of a century. Reality is a harsh mistress.
Have you ever looked into someone’s eyes and seen nothing?
No remorse, no pain, no sympathy, no anything. Just a vast ocean of emptiness.
A black hole, gaping, stretching straight to hell?

The back of your neck prickles, hairs stand up straight against your skin.
The air feels cold, your breath catching in your throat.


If you’ve ever come across a person such as that, I bet you prayed to god you’d never cross paths again.

What if I told you I see that every time I look in the mirror?
We are our own worst nightmare, everyone of us.

You can’t hide under the covers from the boogeyman if the boogeyman’s already in bed with you.
I always knew you’d break my heart, So why am I still surprised that you did?
You let me see parts of you that no one has, then you left those parts with me,
And took some of me away with you.
My tears are like acid on my skin,
How did you root yourself within me so deeply but still leave without a care?
You coaxed the love I was reluctant to give only to let it shrivel in a hole you dug into my chest. Even now I miss you, all it took was one smile from you to destroy my entire world. Those deep sea eyes had me in a trance, like a siren waiting to drown me. You came in like a whirl wind and swept me off my feet, but didn’t stick around to catch me while I fell. My body broke upon the concrete, my pieces scattered about.
I think I’ll just leave them, I don’t think I’d recognize myself even if I managed to assemble what remained.
Cracked porcelain instead of youthful skin, just an empty vessel left for the moths. And stupidly I’d do it all again, just to hear you laugh one more time. I’d do it all again.
For ten months I’ve watched you struggle,
And for ten months I’ve felt helpless.
First it was the percs,
I asked you why,
You said “boredom”
Next is was *******,
I asked you why,
You said “so I can get off the percs”
After that it was Xanax,
I asked you why,
“Because the coke ate a hole through my nose”

I just hope that we don’t have to dig a hole for you.
Instead of me shifting through your boxes desperately trying to find your stash,
You’ll be in the box, we’ll pour dirt over you, and our tears will never dry up.

Except today when your aunt asked you how you want us to arrange your funeral
You said you wanted to be cremated
So I guess you’ll just be dust.

I took apart your apartment, just to find your drugs. Now it’s as messy as you’ve become ,
I left your house feeling like I’ve already lost you,
Addiction has its greedy claws stuck in your skin, it’s made you unrecognizable.
We buried Kyle in August, cause he developed a habit and couldn’t shake it, Now I’m Afraid I’ll have to wear black for you soon too,
Please addiction, don’t take another friend from me. Give her back. Please give her back. I don’t have enough boxes to keep fitting their bodies.
Last August one of my friends died 12 hours after I last saw him of a drug over dose. Over the last ten months one of my best friends has also been struggling with drug addiction and I’m so afraid that I’ll be burying her next. Please if you’re currently addicted to something, seek help. Addiction doesn’t just take your life, it consumes the lives of everyone around you.
I stand in the rain because it’s better than hiding in the shade.
I hope the sun stops coming up,
And we lose all sense of time,
Because time makes me anxious,
Every second ticking by is one second closer to death,
And I’m not ready to die yet.
I’m a user cause when I’m high I can convince myself it’s the drugs,
My life gets better as soon as the smoke hits my lungs,
I need your love, even if you’re what’s killing me,
I need your touch, cause it’s your poison that’s keeps filing me,
They say I’m lost, but who says I want to be found,
Just let me fade away, just let me fall down,
Don’t pick me up, just let me fall until I’m buried in the ground,
Don’t pick me up, just let me fall until I’m buried in the ground,

My heads in the clouds but my body’s glued to the ground,
I’m in ecstasy, I know it’s just a fantasy,
But this highs got me dreaming of a better life,
These pills have me reaching for the light,
I don’t want to fight it, I want to give in,
So let’s smoke another little bit of sin,
Baby let’s get lost in it,
Baby let’s fall in love with it,
Everything will be okay as long as it’s lit,
Yeah we’ll be okay as long as it’s lit,

I’m a user cause when I’m high I can convince myself it’s the drugs,
My life gets better as soon as the smoke hits my lungs,
I need your love, even if you’re what’s killing me,
I need your touch, cause it’s your poison that’s keeps filing me,
They say I’m lost, but who says I want to be found,
Just let me fade away, just let me fall down,
Don’t pick me up, just let me fall until I’m buried in the ground,
Don’t pick me up, just let me fall until I’m buried in the ground,

I don’t feel anything, no nothing at all,
I want to forget so pass me the alcohol,
I’ve been searching for a solution, you’re the answer to all my problems,
I shoot you through my veins so I have the strength to fight my demons,
It’s got my fragile mind falling into pieces,
This addiction is a monster that needs me to feed it,
When did everything get so twisted,
**** how did I get so twisted,
The train back to sanity- yeah I must have missed it,

I’m a user cause when I’m high I can convince myself it’s the drugs,
My life gets better as soon as the smoke hits my lungs,
I need your love, even if you’re what’s killing me,
I need your touch, cause it’s your poison that’s keeps filing me,
They say I’m lost, but who says I want to be found,
Just let me fade away, just let me fall down,
Don’t pick me up, just let me fall until I’m buried in the ground,
Don’t pick me up, just let me fall until I’m buried in the ground,

You don’t take away my nightmares, your in them with me,
Instead of this empty shell, you give me hope of what I could be,
It’s a miracle I still exist,
Soon I’ll be making my exit,
By then I’ll be nothing but pieces,
I'll grind them up, rail lines of myself,
Is it to late to ask for help,
F*ck it, light it up,
Light me up,
Chase away the darkness,
I’m an addict, saving me is helpless,

I’m a user cause when I’m high I can convince myself it’s the drugs,
My life gets better as soon as the smoke hits my lungs,
I need your love, even if you’re what’s killing me,
I need your touch, cause it’s your poison that’s keeps filing me,
They say I’m lost, but who says I want to be found,
Just let me fade away, just let me fall down,
Don’t pick me up, just let me fall until I’m buried in the ground,
Don’t pick me up, just let me fall until I’m buried in the ground.

Six feet under, I’m buried in the ground.
He
Broke my wings
So I couldn’t

Fly

So I stole his soul
So he couldn’t

Die
Why do I always fall in love with the kind of people that wont love me back?
And why did no one warn me that 24 ***** just as much as 23 and all the stupid adolescent years before.
If you’ve never **** your pants,
I don’t suggest you try it,

And if you have a sweet tooth,
I don’t suggest you diet,

Because pants are expensive,
And junk food is delicious,

And honestly grownups ******* themselves is absolutely ridiculous.
I’ve always wanted to write a poem about bowel movements cause I’m super immature and think **** jokes are the epitome of humor. Also I’m still 12 inside.
I keep making the same mistakes in love,
Hoping that one day it’ll be enough,
But every time I get close,
Someone reminds me why I shouldn’t,
Someone steals my hope.
☹︎
Idk why I always convince myself that “this time it will be different”
You said “ I would follow you to hell”

What you didn’t know was that I was already there.
I either can’t sleep because you’re on my mind, or don’t want to wake up because you're in my dreams.
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