Pardon me, you're in my way. Move the **** over, or your *** I will slay.

Razors, pain you.
Rivers, drown you.
Acid, burns you.
drugs, sicken you.
Life, threatens you.
You might as well live.
Because.
Death, kills you.

Leaves falling from the trees.
As the Autumn winds,
Put the children down to sleep.
As children's mothers stay awake.
Singing to the the children,
Trying to get them to hibernate.
But alas one child doesn't sleep.
For his mother isn't there.
His mother is asleep in her old rocking chair.
He go's to her room.
She is not there...
He checks the house, outside, and all,
But his mother isn't there.
He goes into the woods...
To find her dead.
In her old Mothers Day rocking chair.
He didn't cry.
He just stared.
Thinking, "How could this be fair?"
For tomorrow is Mothers Day.
But he has no mother.
To love and care.

I wanna fall into a life of music and despair.

Wake up, and do ADL's
Walk to school, and be late for class
Get yelled at, go to office
Next class, be late again
Get detention, go to lunch
Get food, throw it away
Don't eat, go outside
Get bullied, go to next class
Gets sent home, walks home
Go through back door, don't be seen
Gets seen by mum, and gets beat
Go up stairs and avoid bruder's room
Bruder comes out, slaps me
Don't cry, it'll just hurt more
Go online, pretend to do homework
Find someone just like me
Say hi, they say hi back
Talk to them, make friends
Feel like someone cares
Goes to sleep, wakes up
Gets in fight with mum
Sneaks the pills, takes them all
Go to hospital,  surgery
Go home, get beat
Go online, talk to friends
Feel accepted, and loved
Gets offline doesn't eat the whole day
Thinks 2 more days, goes to sleep
Wakes up, goes online
Feel happy, goes down stairs
See's mum, dread...
I mean dead... No more dread...

He kissed her cheek, and told her to believe.
Yet she still left him.
Only to see him in her dreams.
"Neverland" she whispered.
As she drifted asleep.

His hands flow across the sky.
Feeling each cloud and the breeze.
He’s in a trance.
The one where you interrupt.
He will not be happy.
Staring at the sky.
As it stares back.
Challenging his every command.
It starts to rain.
He presses on each cloud.
In a hurry.
Trying to escape.
The monsters it rains.
The rain fades.
He’s won the video game.
New High Score.

A dog is wild like a wolf at dawn.
While the cat is wild like a lion in day.
A dog rules the night and the moon.
The cat empowers the sun.

Dogs are fearless.
Cats are fierce.
If a dog were to fight a cat.
Like a gun to a bear.

Who would have won?
A dog is merely a cat.
As a cat is merely a dog.

I dream my nightmares happily.
I'd rather have those than dreams.
Because they're more interesting.
They make me, me.
Every night I cry myself to sleep.
Every morning I wake up and scream.
Everyday is my real nightmare.
And my nightmare's are my dreams

I am not a doormat. I shall not be treated like one. You may not step on me. If you dare to try. I will invite all my online friends to have a party all over you. Enjoy the chips and salsa while you're at it. -_-

There's no such thing as one of a kind.

Love is the beginning of heartbreak.
He tells you he loves you then cheats as if nothing is wrong.
Your heart begins to fall apart.
Then he comes back.
He begs for your forgiveness.
You were stupid enough to forgive him.
He shatters you once again.
He begs one last time.
But this time you were smart.
You don't forgive him for his cursed lies.
He said he loved you.
But he doesn't speak the truth.
It took a miracle to fix you.
That miracle was another person.
That one person who listened to you.
He listened when you were sad, happy, or even mad.
He was always there for you.
He showed you that it's OK to cry.
He kept you safe, he held your hand, he is just like you.
That one guy, that kissed your lips goodnight.
And you didn't even realize it 'til now.
That guy, he is yours, only yours.
And forever he will be yours.
Only yours.
Forever.

Written on my arms, lays a story untold. Enfolding me in sin. I'm breathless, and alone. I stand in a lifeless world. Surrounded by cold. Unforgiven, and broken by your heart of stone.

Written on my arms, lays a story left unspoken. Enfolding me in darkness. Leaving me scared, and alone. I stand in a careless world I am left broken. Unforgiven and shattered by your heart of stone.

Written on my arms with blood, is my life's fear. Enfolding me in lies. Leaving me helpless, and alone. I stand in a cruel world. I am left laying here. Unforgiven, and dead by your heart of stone.

Written on my arms, lays a scar. Enfolding me in a tale. Which left me lost and torn. My dream deprived of sleep. A winter lacking cold. A song without lyrics. A world where I wasn't born. A tale that has left my world shattered, and torn.

Pain is just an obstacle in my way. To hell with it. I wanna have fun.

Dress me up just like a queen.
Make me so pretty.
Wear high heels.
Paint my nails.
In some pretty pink.
Make me look pretty.
But in the end.
I realize.
This isn't me.
Not who I'm supposed to be.
I put on jeans and a ugly shirt.
I paint my nails in some gruesome black.
Take off my heels and put on flats.
Just look at me.
I'm back.

I'm not perfect.
Neither are you.
It's time to face the truth.

Reflections, reflect on what others have made you see in yourself.
Reflections, reflect on what you have made you see in yourself.

My last day I had to live.
Was all peace and quiet.
Before they came up to me with a rope.
Saying run and jump like in the movies.
An hour later they came again.
Handing me a knife.
Saying just a little cut or three.
Two hours later.
They came up to me.
Handing me duct tape.
Saying try not to scream.
Four hours later.
They never came back.
It was just me and things they left
I tied the rope around my neck.
And duct tapped my mouth.
Trying not to scream.
I took the knife, and started to bleed.
I ran and jumped, just like a queen.
Before I knew it.
I was gone.
And all I heard
Was a sad, sad.
Song.

I guess it's funny, in a way. I mean. I don't want to love you, but I can't help but to fall in love. You make me happy, yet sad at the same time. You listen, and I listen too. Are you really there, or am I just a fool? I keep falling for love, yet no one picks me up. Scared to be alone, yet scared to love.

Dark, alone, and saddened.
Bruised, battered, and cut.
Love, hope, and happiness.
All shattered to dust.
It's funny how when your dead.
People start listening.
Maybe I should go away.
Because I'm sick of this.

She lays awake at night listening to songs that remind her of you. Because you broke her, and she will always remember that.

Stand in the rain.
Cry your tears.
Screams unforgotten.
She whispers in fear.
Stand up.
When you are about to fall down.
What you couldn't do then.
Do now.

Depression is like a stomach bug. It looks like there's nothing wrong on the outside. But you hurt inside. Soon enough everything spills out, and you feel better. Gross but true.

Waves crashing, upon my heart,
All I've come to know, was ripped apart,
My clean arms, have bleeding scars,
My thoughts, have been butchered,
Emotions never ending, bottled up inside,
The screams you never hear, the ones I always hide,
In this lonesome room, yet another,
Suicide.

Suicide, Suicide be my guide.
Show me if its time.
In my room.
These retched cries.
Hear me scream, hear me cry.
My thoughts that torture me.
The ones I hide.
Tattooed on my arms.
The scars of a thousand knives.
My tears have finally run dry.
As I cry, on this silent night.
Suicide, Suicide. be my guide.
Show me if its time.
To stay or to die.

She is the sun, and I am the moon. Her beauty shines brightly and lights up the skies, and my illuminating eyes pierce the soul of the night.

I'm Fine.
Goodbye.
You couldn't save me.
It's alright.
Broken trust.
Truth too lies.
I thought you loved me.
I guess you lied.
But don't worry.
I fulfilled your dream.
Say sweet dreams.
I murdered me.

When you're at the point in life. Where you don't care if you live or die. Yeah, I'm at that point.

That day we fell in love. The night you stayed up with me. The time I told you everything. The moment you broke me.

We used to talk everyday.
Smile and laugh.
Also play.
But now it's like.
We've never known love.
Is this the end?
Or a new beginning.

Sliver pens,
Dancing like figures,
Or shadows,
In the dim light of a sunset,
Coursing across his skin,
He muttered cursed words,
Under his breath,
As a dragons roar,
Soft,
Yet cold,
Like Winter's night,
Or a cool breeze,
Blowing leaves from the trees,
Onto the ground,
The silver pens,
Soon turn red,
As the paint,
As called blood,
Flowed from his canvas,
His wrist,
The burning sensation,
The feeling,
Of being dead

The true meaning of life is simple. Yet to put it into words is a difficult task. Especially when this task is meant to be in three paragraphs, of perfect literature, with at least 100 differently spelled characters. What is life? To some it is an imagination, and to many it's all we have. Do you live your life to the fullest, or just go with the flow? Some may never know.

Life can be difficult to comprehend. Therefore we humans must put something above us to give us reason. As in religion, or science. Yet neither can be completely proven, we still believe. We go through life as any other, working, playing, earning, losing. Yet what is the meaning of doing so? Shall we ever know the true meaning. I mean, no, not really. Impossible is impossible.

However the meaning we all go by is quite simple. It happens many times every second of the day. Yet you don't realize it unless mentioned. It could happen to you any second, or to one of your friends, family. The reason to living isn't hard at all to see. Depending on if you believe. The reason to life is to live and then die.

They say to hide my scars
But I don't want too
They say it's OK
But it's really not
They say I'm crazy
But I'm completely sane
They say that I don't try hard enough
But I try my hardest at everything
They say I don't know what pain is
But I fight battles everyday
They say who am I battling
I say myself...

I'm that one girl, who sits in the back of the class.
Just so I can go unnoticed, make my life last.
I always hide in my room.
Just so I don't get beaten, and bruised.
The kids at school, call me worthless, and stupid.
The teachers, say I don't try, but I do try...
I try my hardest at everything, but they don't seem to notice.
My sibling's all they do is torture me.
As if they feed off of my pain, and fear.
I'm that one girl, who only wears ear buds.
To block out the voices of anger, and hurt.
My arms, are not that clean, or neat.
I'm not pretty, and when I say that I mean it.
Maybe I'm not worth it, maybe I'm just a piece of *******.
I am stupid, and I have come to believe it.
Maybe I really don't try hard enough, and I am not trying harder.
My sibling's can feed off me all they want, I don't care anymore.
I've taken my ear buds out, and I'm listening to the screaming of hate.
Yeah my arms are cut, and they will always be cut.
Yes I am not pretty, and that's the truth.
But I am me, and that's okay.

Windy, cold morning.
Blowing on love's past.
A tired tombstone.
Has begun to crack.
As it begins to shatter.
So does the surrounding too decay.
Trapped by the memories.
Which it failed to save.
Broken, and forgotten.
It's inscription weeps.
In loneliness it stands.
Hugged by the wind.
Never escaping the feeling.
It's appearance tends to hide.
Left to remain.
Cold and grave.

Tomorrow.
That one word.
Makes me feel like there is a chance.
A chance for me to be something great...
To be someone great.
Maybe I'll be a famous poet.
Would people listen to the stories behind my work?
Maybe a singer.
Would they hear me then?
Or an author.
Would they cry when a sad part meets their minds?
Tomorrow.
That one word.
Comes to my mind.
Today.
Will tomorrow be great?
Or will it be shallow?
Tomorrow.
I want there to be always a tomorrow.
As long as I live.
That word will mean so much to me.
Today.

That one guy who you thought loved you.
Just broke your heart.
He said that you'd be together forever.
Forever must be a very short time.
You loved him so very much.
He just up and left you.
Without even saying goodbye.
You'd die for him.
You committed suicide.
Not knowing...
There was another boy.
That watched you.
Because he thought you were beautiful.
He knew that your old boyfriend was going to hurt you.
He would do anything for you to be here.
He didn't even get the chance.
To say he loved you.
"I loved you. You just up and left me, without even saying goodbye." Said the boy.

"Remember when I said I would always be there?" Yeah, I do. Apparently "always" is a very short time.