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Rhiannon Grace Jul 2014
I had a blue sky
Soft and warm
Then you turned it to grey
Rough and torn

I had a safe haven
Nothing could touch me there
Then you came along
And I ran out of air

You showed me how the world is
Full of demons and fire
All the light is gone
The dark climbs higher

You showed me how the world is
So dark and so cold
Leaving me wanting
A pilow to hold

You took away my innocence
Showed me what could've been
Now I can't erase
The things that I have seen

You took away all hope
Of ever being happy again
There's no longer a chance
That I'll mend

I hated myself
Because I felt so low
It's all your fault
I just wanted you to know

I ended my life
With a razor blade
Hoping to stop
The pain you made.
I was quite young when I wrote this so it does sound juvenile to an extent. It's all about how an external force, or individual it this case, can have a devistating impact on someone's life
Rhiannon Grace Jul 2014
I may not be as good
As the others here
I may not be as good
With poems, I fear

But one thing I know
-these words are mine
And one thing I know
They're yours to find

They're not as deep
Not as vague
They may not resonate
They're just letters on this page

They reflect my life
-the inner me
And everything else
That others don't see

Say what you will
About this assortment of words
I'll keep on writing
Never changing afterwards.
For all those people that dont like my poetry. You dont have to like it, and thank you for not vocally disliking it. So yeah this poem is about my poetry. Thanls for reading.
Rhiannon Grace Jul 2014
I was born
I was happy
I started school
I made friends
New school
No friends - lonely
Change school again
Found old friends - happy again
Mother dies - sad
Depression settles in
World spins
Self harm starts
World stops
Self hate grows
Eating disorder
Self harm worsens
People worry
I give up trying
Convinced to try again
Determined to right my wrongs
Start university
No friends - lonely
Self harm comes back
Eating disorder returns
Ready to give up again
Wrote poem
My life so far.....
Rhiannon Grace Jul 2014
i'm standing here all alone
tears filling up my eyes
i'm just trying to forget
all of your lies

the rain falls down
washing away the pain
that i'm forced to take
again and again

i'm running away
from the demons chasing after me
they're trying to hunt me down
i'm trying to get free

the sun sets
and darkness fills the skies
a grown man stares
and a young girl cries.
Rhiannon Grace Jul 2014
i'm unable to breathe
and she's just lying there
i don't know what to do
i'm just so scared

now i'm sitting on the couch
a stranger holding on to me
i can't stop crying
tell me it's just a dream

a week goes by so fast
why won't time slow down?
everyone's gathered to say goodbye
i think i'm starting to drown

i think it's been a month now
or has it been two?
time is moving too fast
no matter what i do

one pair of scissors
one small scar
time slows down
i won't go too far

people ask if i'm okay
and i say that i am
it's all a lie
but i couldn't give a ****

i know it isn't right
to cry myself to sleep
but since she died
a step is like a leap

cutting into myself
and watching blood run
is the only thing stopping me
from coming undone

maybe i should stop
and find another way
it takes hundreds of cuts
to make me feel okay

i stop for a little while
i don't want to die
but i go back to the blade
to stop the tears i cry

three years on
it's still too hard
i'm still afraid
of going to far

i can't stop now
i can't live without it
maybe i'm addicted
just one more hit

i'm not getting better
i want to run away
after three and a half years
i should be okay

i've tried to get help
but i still can't breathe
it's like i'm under water
- still no air for me

i fight as hard as i can
each and every day
to be who they see
- a girl who's okay

sometimes depression takes it's toll
it shakes me to the core
and i find that
i don't want to live anymore

i guess i'll keep going
suicide isn't fair
i know there are people
who love, me and care

i'm still not fixed
my story's not over yet
hopefully all the things i've done
won't fill me with regret.
so this is the story of how i ended up depressed and of my battle with self-harm. i did still struggle for a little bit after i wrote this poem and those of you who've read my poem "a suicide note" may recall that i developed an eating disorder as well. i'm alot better now, and i guess this poem demonstrates just how devastating loss can be.
Rhiannon Grace Jul 2014
it builds
it builds
it builds
it never breaks
i give
i give
i give
it always takes
i cut
i cut
i cut
the pain goes away
i bleed
i bleed
i bleed
but it comes back anyway
Rhiannon Grace Jul 2014
there's no use in pretending
i just can't do it anymore
i can't hide what i'm feeling
i'm ending this war

there's no way to save me
i'm falling fast
everything that i thought i could be
well it just didn't last

no motivation and no light
nothing but heartache
it all ends tonight
there's nothing left to fake

there are so many people i'll let go
so many goodbyes
i've moved on, and they will too
there are no more tears to cry

to all my family
especially my dad
i'm so very sorry
i know you must be mad

there was nothing that you could do
it was all on me
i'm sorry for hurting you
in time you'll see

i tried everything i could
to stop the pain in me
it was too dark from where i stood
and i found i couldn't see

not everybody makes it through
this crazy thing called life
i wasn't as strong as any of you
there was just so much strife

i got a little lost inside myself
and started to enjoy the pain
i stopped wanting help
i've literally lost the game

if i had some advice to give
it would be this
learn to live
and learn to miss

because every dark and gloomy day
is so much worse alone
you lose the words to say
don't leave me on my own

when you shut everybody out
the darkness eats away at you
taking away all you once felt
leaving only blue

soon all that's left
is a shadow of who you once were
all you can do is hope you'll be missed
of this i'm sure

in the end
every day was the same
and i lost the will to mend
there was no end to pain

i've struggled so much
over the years
not one thing as such
causing never ending tears

i was addicted to cutting
watching my blood run
using a little sharp thing
to stop all the numb

i started to eat a lot less too
trying to lose a little weight
it wasn't obvious to you
all of my self-hate

i wanted so badly to run away
and start my life again
so i had to pray
that this wasn't a sin

i disappointed a lot of people
i led them astray
now i'm going to hell
i just can't stay

there's so much more
that i should write down
about how none of you saw
my lifeless body drown

i was a little mad
that you couldn't see
that all the happiness you had
couldn't be found in me

none of what's happened is your fault
you're not the ones to blame
if this story's to be told
i manifested my own pain.
this is an actual suicide not that i wrote. there was more to it, stanzas dedicated to specific people and all that. i had no idea it was a suicide not until i finished. it was the moment when i realized that i was a lot more depressed than i thought.
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