Tony you gave me hope when there was none.
I hope you know I love you a ton.
You’ve made you mark here in my heart.
With your iron suit that made your start.
You mean so much to me words can’t even say.
I really miss you everyday.
I miss your sarcastic remarks and the way you do what’s right.
I miss the way you protected those you loved with a fight.
I know your legacy will live on in the hearts of others.
You showed how good you are with your red and gold colors.
My heart still breaks when I think of how you’re gone.
But I’ll love you forever, in my heart you’ll live on.

To the girl who has cuts on her arms from self inflicted wounds.
To the girl who hears the birds song as deep sorrowful tunes
To the girl who starves herself to be a little bit thinner
To the girl who started writing so her head could be clearer.
To the girl who decided to never lose hope
To the girl who said “***** you” to her demons when it handed her the rope.
To the girl who broke out of her chains so she could be free
To the girl that won her battles, to the girl that is me.

Hello dear traveler may I get you something to eat?
We have cakes and candies oh so sweet.
You've come a long way haven't you dear?
Why don't you get a room but from the cat steer clear.
Oh you like cats do you? Why don't you give this one a pet?
He hasn't had a human touch all day long just yet.
You sure I can't get you a drink or some food?
Surely you wouldn't want to starve don't be rude.
There you go most dearest traveler eat up and be satisfied.
Then go to your room and sleep, hot cocoa I will provide.
I'm turning the lights off now dear one, get some sleep and awake in the light of the morning.
So that may tomorrow be a beautiful day for some more exploring.

I never thought I’d live past 20 and let me tell you why.
I figured some day I’d **** myself so in my bed I’d cry.
So I never bothered to look toward the future what I wanted to be.
And now that’s coming back to haunt me.
Now I’m stuck and don’t know where I’m going.
The despair in my heart I feel, is growing.
Everyone, everywhere is going places all except me.
They’ll all be successful one day, I think we can agree.
The sadness in my heart about not going anywhere. I feel plenty.
Just because I’d thought I’d be dead by twenty.

The descent into madness is all i’ll ever know.
The voices in my head will never let go
I stare absently at the wall
While I hear them and their call
They won’t let me ignore them, believe me I’ve tried.
They tell me they’re really angels, I get caught in their lie.
Reality checks in and I realize I have been fooled again.
I feel like once again I'm in the lions den.
They’re really devils whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
Sadly there’s nothing I can do about it. I wish I could just disappear.
I succumb to their voices and I talk with them, for if I don't they don’t quit.
It's a terrible thing to go through. I must admit.
The only way to silence them is if I'm sleeping.
For the moment I wake up I feel them creeping.
Speaking to me as soon as I open my eyes.
I really wish to them,  I could say goodbye.
If there were a cure I'd want it badly.
But alas! There’s not. Only more voices I reflect sadly.

Death is what I crave from time to time, when I see the fat on my body.
I look and think the amount is ungodly.
I want to be thinner so I skip all my dinners ‘til I become lightheaded and weak, but if you ask me I won’t say,  because I thinner body I seek.

“I was okay with dying.” The Irishman tells the ghost of an unknown soldier. “It’s inevitable. Especially in war.” He sits down facing the sunset.
The soldier picks up a red poppy from the field. “How did you die?”
“I was airborne.” Says the Irishman. “I died from a crash. You?”
The soldier looks up at him. “Gunshot wound. Although one of these poppies is for me. My body lies back in the trenches.”
The Irishman nodded. “My body lies back at the crash. No one has found me yet.”
“We were alive a short while ago.” The soldier says. “We laughed and breathed. Now we’re stuck here for eternity.”

When will I get to find love?
When will I find my soulmate? I yell to above.
When will I finally hear the answer I seek?
Perhaps I do not have one. That answer is bleak.
One day I will know.
But until then, I will continue to grow.

People want to think I’m alright I think they’re afraid
Afraid that I’m not alright they want me to take my sadness to the grave.
Why do people do that? Why do they see depression as a taboo?
It’s seen as a curse if it happens to you.
It makes people uncomfortable to say you have depression.
I want people to be kind to other people and ask those hard questions.
It’s hard enough having depression and feeling like you have no one to talk to.
Don’t make it worse and get angry it’s not their fault. What if it happened to you?
You wouldn’t like people yelling especially after you self harmed you’d feel bad enough.
So I implore you to be gentle with us. For us it’s been rough.

Put down that pill bottle,
put down that knife,
It may take awhile,
But you'll win this fight,
It may be long but you'll be alright,
The road is hard, but at the end, there's always a light for you to see,
A light to guide you where you need to be,

Do you ever wonder what makes the clouds red at the end of the day?
what makes them so beautiful your eyes can't look away?
Perhaps it's the beauty of the sky the vast changing of colors in the evening.
When the stars start to appear and the sun starts leaving.
That's when the world starts to go to sleep.
When everyone starts dreaming deep.
Do you ever wonder what they dream about?
As their eyes start to droop and they lay there worn out?
Maybe it's dreams that don't make sense,
Or it might be dreams of monsters that are intense.
Yes, dreams can be enticing,
But by morning the beauteous sunrise they are sacrificing.
The yellow and orange clouds in the amazing sky.
While the sun comes up, in their beds they lie.
Do you ever wonder how someone could miss something so beautiful.
Or ignore the birds while they sing like natures musical?

Every word we say leaves an imprint on the soul.
The things we say can make a person feel whole.
It can make them despair and make them feel upset.
It can make them feel emotions they haven't felt yet.
Words can make someone fall in love, it can make their heart beat faster.
It can take their breath away, it can cause a disaster.
It can leave you wondering what they meant.
Or maybe leave you happily content.
It can help or hurt someone please be careful what you say.
Check your mind before you speak, check it all the way.

My heart is torn, between loving you and not.
I prayed to get over you but my soul, which loves you fought and fought.
I don't want to love you anymore but my heart is stubborn.
I just can't seem to get over you. My soul loves you too much like a slow burn.
I know I'll never get to hold you, to be in love with you properly.
You're in love with her. You'll never love me back. I think somberly.
Just know I'll always love you, You're my whole heart, and you don't even have a clue.
Because you don't know I exist, I'm not pretty enough for you anyways.
But it doesn't matter, because you're everything to me, always.