We wait for that sweet summer day
To go swim and camp
To hang out with friends
Then it comes
You get bored of that summer day
And you start wishing
Wishing that it would go away
Then winter rolls around
And you miss that sweet summer day

I wish I were
more brave then the rain
because their not afraid to fall

Blood is red
Bruises are blue
Air is my lifeline
And so
Are you

She colored on my scars
So no one would know where they are

She colored a smile on my face
When the color washed off because of the tears
She stood right here and drew a new one

My body's a temple
That's what people say
If that's true this temples coming down
And extremely fast
This temple has been poisoned
Poisoned by the apple
Apple of shame,dought
and every thing in between

Look me in the eyes and call me pretty
Stop telling me lies
Just look me in the eyes
Why
Why can't you just look me in the eyes
Am I not good enough
You can tell me if I'm ugly

Love
Love is a four letter word
Love is a noun
Love can be an action
Love can be a feeling
Love can be a person
Love can be a place
Love is when you get butterflies in your stomach just hearing their name
Love is enjoying how your first name fits perfectly by his last
Love is enjoying every second you get to look at them
Love is not caring what people say about you two because you know what you feel
But most importantly love is love

What the point
Why do I have to live another day
I don't want to be here any more
Why can't I just die already
Goodbye
Never mind I can't go
I just want to die

I'm fine
It's just a scratch
I'm tired that's all
I'm not hungry
Promise
These are the lies I tell
Yes I'm anorexic
Yes I'm depressed
Yes I'm sad
Those are truths
I don't only lie to you
I lie to myself too

I have only felt this strange feeling a few times
Does that make me a bad person?
I guess we will never know
But
I think I'm good enough
For some people at least

People say love is "hard"
I think if someone love you they wouldn't put you through hell
Love isn't a word you can just throw around
If you truly love some tell them you love them not that ***** down the street
Because "tuff love" isn't something we want
We want true love
We want honesty
We want love
Not "tuff love"
Because I truly think "tuff love" is *******

So some of people may think this poem is about ***
It's not it's about me and drugs
I tried drugs for the first time
It wasn't that bad to be honest
Until they wear off
I was scared
Horrified if I'm honest
But I made the choice
It wasn't a good one
I'm not ashamed
You have to try something to know if you like it
And I like drugs
Y'all may be woundring what drugs I did
Well I took a Tylenol
Crushed it up
And snorted it
So that's my story
About my experience with drugs
It legitimately got me high
I know surprising
It took 4 100mg pills to get me there
but I got there

When I did don't sorrow in my death
Don't cry don't feel bad
Just remember I probably killed myself
Which means I'm most likely happy about my death
So don't cry and don't feel bad

Why,why did you just sit there knowing what I was going to do to knowing what I did to myself you knew what was going on in that bathroom you knew that there was a razor missing you knew I was sad,you knew, and because of that I felt I didn't matter at all so I cut deeper,deeper,and deeper until I hit something important and I say on that bathroom floor until someone found me just sitting there bleeding and bleeding.

Fear mom I hope you like your **** I will always remember the songs
The ones you would sing at 3 thinking it was 9
because you were high
Only if you would have sobered up
If I were to ever have to look in your eyes I would cry remembering all your lies
The ones you would tell me and my little brother
Saying you loved us but if you truly loved us you wouldn't have bought the drugs and your horrible boyfriend who came with them
I will always remember how he got you
How I would have to shield my little brothers eyes
Scared that you might die
Scared of what happend in the night
Thanks for buying the ****...