Death isn’t freedom, being encased six feet under, in a timber cage, unable to escape, just to asphyxiate. Freedom isn’t death, being enclosed in an open world, in a toffs casket, unable to escape, just to associate. Freedom or death?

Death is no freedom, being trapped six feet under, in a wooden cage, unable to escape, just to suffocate. Freedom is no death, being trapped in an open world, in societies cage, unable to escape, just to relate. Freedom or death?

He walks the halls.
He feels ashamed.
They call him names.
What did he do, to deserve this?

She smiles bright.
Laughs all day.
She’s not okay.
What did she do, to deserve this?

They cry all night.
Scream, and pitch a fight.
When they’re at home.
They are always alone.

They act alright.
Say, “I’m fine.”
They’re not alright.
They’re just not fine.
What did they do, to deserve this?

Listen here, young children.
You’re still growing up.
Life’s not messed up.

So close your eyes.
I promise it’ll be alright.
Maybe not tonight.
But someday, you’ll be fine.

She’s four now.
Just found out.
She’s got Autism.
Yet she’s the smartest girl I know.
They say it.
But she ain’t disabled.

I’m sorry, that we didn’t work out.
I’m sorry, that we went down this road.
If I could, I’d turn back now.
But I went too far, this time.
Mi´s-well continue.

I’ll see you on the other side.
I’ll see you in another life.

I’m sorry, that I hurt you.
Our love was a virtue.
Like patience, but more beautiful.

Now I see you.
You look so happy.
Without me.

Now I see you.
You're with another guy.
Hope your smile, lights up his eyes.
Like it did mine.
I’ll see you on the other side.
In another life.

He walks the halls in fear.
There’s no one to protect him.
He’s crying out to them.

Am I the only one, who hears him screaming?

No one told her what it’s like.
She watches this lightning strike.
Her biggest fear is being alone.

No one told her which way to go.
She took the path with bumps in the road.
Will someone help this broken girl.

Life is a battlefield.
Wrecked up scars.
Wrecked up hearts.

Life is like the perfect night.
Ruined by a lightning strike.
Broken heels.
Broken messes.

You are my shining sun.
Covered by the moon.
As one.

Free my mind.
Peace of mind.

And the chair fell.

There's this kid
Who doesn't know what to do
Their life consist of drugs and *****
Before you judge them
Listen to this
This kid I know
Has been hit, kicked, and beaten
They once had friends
They still do
Yet they're not the friend
Their friends once knew
They hang out with addicts
And drink a sip passed their cup
They sell their treasure
For dope or for cash
This kid doesn't know
How long they will last
They feel they have nobody
But know that's untrue
They hook up with strangers
Older than them too
This kid is not legal
To drink or have ***
But that's no problem
Because a fake I.D. fixes that
The person they love
Doesn't even love them back
This kid believes they're worthless
That they deserve death
Honestly, that doesn't sound too bad
They find comfort in their scars
Now isn't that pathetic
Finding beauty in something
That does more hurt than help them
It's nonsense
Speaking of beauty
What the **** is that
When someone calls this kid pretty
All they get is sad
It makes this kid feel bad
Like they aren't who they want to be
Don't people understand
This kid is not only being bullied by others
But by themself, their parents, even me
This kid has nothing
But their thoughts in their brain
They're afraid of theirself
And they are to blame
They want to die
Oh, how many times they've tried
All this kid seems to think about
Is how to end their life
Or what drug will hurt them the most
Now, isn’t that sad
This kid is so young
Yet their life is already considered trash
Abused mentally, physically, and emotionally
They’ve no clue what to do
So they down another bottle
Maybe take a pill or two
They snort some substance
Smoke something too
Shoving the needle into a vein
Only to see red and blue
A little to late
As they kicked down the door
The cops stopped
Their family fell to the floor
All staring in sadness
The kid had grown up
But only to the point
Where they had enough
This kid was so fragile
Yet so strong
But afraid
This kid who was so young
But had the mind of the wiser of age
They made stupid choices
But now everyone else pays
This kid in front of their pupils
Was holding no note
As they pull the trigger
In front of them all
The bullet enters their brain
And exits to the wall
Now look what you’ve done
Young child, you’ve scarred them for life
Ending your pain
Nope, you just gave it to many other lives
These people cared about you
But too blind to see
You had and still have
People who love you
Including me
Your story lives on
Yet, sadly not your life
I wanted to see you grow
But all I see is the roses
Planted next to your gravestone
Which states,
“Your life is not your own.”
- Benedict Cumberbatch”

My heart once belonged to my best friend.
His heart didn’t belong to me.
Once I found out he never cared.
My heart moved back to the boy.
That cared more about dope than me.

I´m addicted to a boy that´s addicted to ****

I´m in love with a boy
Whose light in his eyes has dimmed
Who has scars filling his arms
From the needles he had pricked
Whose veins and mind has crystallized
From the Crank that he injected
His lungs filled with smoke
From the happiness he rejected
I´m in love with a boy who´s addicted to ****.
Is it him or me that´s not quite right in the head

¨I´ve lost my head.¨
I replied,
¨It´s in my eyes.¨

Once upon a time in a world so grey.
A little girl of age 15 got into some things she shouldn't have seen.
She smoked, pricked and snorted unlegalised meds.
Once she placed that paper piece on her tongue the colours returned to the world once again.
At a lick of a paper and the smoke from a flame. This little girl had herself to blame.
Struck with self hate and nothing more.
Pour one after another.
She loved the smell, better yet the taste.
As smoke arose in her lungs and drugs in her veins.
She was a good kid but broke on the inside. Everyone leaves her except this one guy.
She wants him to go but he won't.
She doesn't understand why he doesn't want her to grab a rope.
She ignores his pleas and looks in his eyes, as she downs another crystallised surprise.
Inhale and exhale.
Hold only for 3.
Twist the bub, not the lighter, and smoke, then repeat.
Don't burn the fluid or you'll have to restart. Just like her life she wishes she could do over. Once upon a time in a world so grey.
There was a little girl who wanted nothing more than drugs and drinks.

The lights blind me of darkness.

Falling down, from the sky above.
Unlike rain, she spills blood.

You're standing in the rain
Crying your eyes out
Don't be surprised
If you see me crying too

Rose petals glimmer in a golden sunlight.
What frightens us the most is what's in hindsight.
Water Lilies blossom in the moonlight.
What makes us smile is the brightness in our minds.

Scars encrusted in memories
Memories engraved from the pain
Pain lusted in loss
Loss trusted by hatred
Hatred feeding off the love
Love favoured in the scars

Does it displease you
The words I say
I hope you know
That I say them in vain
Are you sad now
I took away your faith
You must have been misplaced
You're different from the rest
So here I am at protest
You do not belong here
Trust me
Nobody cares
Leave while you can
Or suffer from fear

In this world,
where dreams become nightmares,
and nightmares become reality.

He fell in love
With someone
Who lived
To hate

If you wear your heart on your cheek
It's bound to be kissed
But as soon as lips depart
Cold freezes over

He's alone in this place
Of shattered victims
Hearing the screams
Of the one's unknown
In the middle of nowhere
Of black and white trees
This is a dream
Of Asylums at peace.