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Jan 2017 · 817
Masks
AD Snail Jan 2017
Slowly losing control,
Strings tugging away at my soul,
My mind is hazy.

These masks are my sanctuary,
Even though they make me feel like a liar.

I am no good at anything; useless.
So I put on a new mask everyday,
To cover up my mistakes from yesterday.  

Hold your breath,
Let your heart grow hazy and hollow,
Forget what your purpose is.

You are just another masked being,
Ready to dive in deep of your own mortality.
Losing your true identity to all of those masks.

Slowly losing control,
Letting everything go.
As you let yourself go, and the masks take control.
Jan 2017 · 469
Little Boy
AD Snail Jan 2017
Little boy were did your wings go,
Why aren't flying so high?
Are you frightened of flight,
Or the thought of heights?
But you don't mind the thought of being high.

You can't seem to see the light,
As you take another bite on your dreams tonight.
Though watch out for those lights and sirens tonight,
That surround your home now.

Might you be called a scaredy-cat,
By all the children next-store if you told them that?

Little boy are you frightened of the world around you,
Is that why you look so pale tonight?
Don't you worry now I'll be the one to bail you out of jail.

Your mind is so frail, I am afraid.
You have taken one more step but it hasn't brought you any closer to your goal of yet.

But even if the world turns a cold shoulder on you,
I will still be right beside you.
Holding onto you as we face the hardships,
Let us march forward and face the hardness of those lashing words.

Little boy you don't have to take another sip of misery,
Or take another dose of cloud nine.

Let's stop you from trying to make your mind hazy,
Let pull you back down on the ground out from the fog.
I know it was your own twisted salvation,
But don't you see it unhealthy?

Little boy why do you run from the sirens?
Can't you see there just coming to straighten you out,
And help you realize your mistake, not punish you.

You aren't afraid of what happens next,
I can see it in your eyes that you don't mind,
But oh my friend you should.

Little boy are you sick of being belittled,
Is this why your high; beyond the sky?

You have reach you limit,
And had jumped right in it.
Not worrying about the consequences,
Because your all tired and worn out.

Poor little boy you have finally lost yourself,
Tossing the brain cells you had gladly away.
Did you do it because you were sick of all those depressing thoughts?

Little boy look there you go finally as high as a kite,
But falling so quickly downwards to the unforgiving ground.
There goes your last breath.


By, AD Fox Spirit.
*Warning before reading*
These talks about the use of drugs and thoughts of suicide.
If you are uncomfortable with these topics, etc.
Please do not read!

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Also deeply apologizes for making it so long.
Jan 2017 · 488
My Deadly Love
AD Snail Jan 2017
My venom,
My wonderful dangerous addiction.
You control all of me,
My movements are pulled by your strings,
As your bring me down under your wing.

Losing my sanity,
As my mental state is coiling around my heart,
And making it fall head over heels for you.

You enchant my every emotion,
I can't seem to snap out of it.
I keep on ranting about my love,
Losing all of my sanity as each word falls out of my mouth.

My mind goes fogging,
I blinded with pure lust for your touch.
My ears are ringing and awaiting for your sweet voice,
To sing me a enchanting lullaby.

My deadly lover,
Tell me how much you hate me,
Tell me how much you love me.

Remind me of my addiction that takes a hold of me,
And watch me fall back down and praise everything you do,
Even the when you break my heart into two.
Dec 2016 · 410
An Artists Depression
AD Snail Dec 2016
I cannot dare look down at the marks;
That I have casted upon myself.
I am a canvas with paint splatters of abuse,
I mistreated the use of my brushes.

I am starting to become careless with the color red,
The red paint is everywhere now showing my dread.

I have committed a crime against thee canvas,
Now I am becoming anxious with taking my chances.
It would be best if I was handless,
Then I wouldn’t be listening to this sadness and destroying my precious canvas.

I am a bandit,
Taking and letting things slip away.

Slowly I am losing this art battle,
But I am starting to not become a sore loser.
Worry is no longer getting the best of me,
I shall not be afraid of the blackness of defeat.

Wish me the best.
Applause me for my wonderful art work,
Because I gave you exactly what you wanted,
Can’t you see? I followed your exact instructions.

I have a lifeless canvas, that is white as a sheet,
Though I colored all over it.
This plainness came with some practice.

Oh I am so sorry, my canvas just landed on the hard floor,
I seemed I couldn’t appreciated it enough,
So now I must bid you a due now.
Dec 2016 · 697
Couldn't be Fulfilled
AD Snail Dec 2016
I promised to not drink it all away,
I stated I would never let these tears get to me,
But here I go again letting me emotions seep out of me.

Everything, everyone is getting the better of me,
I try my best not to weep in front of the world.
I am slowly losing my mind and battles.

I am at a loss for words,
But I never run out of tears.

I am going crazy in my own mind,
And no matter how hard I try;
No matter how many times I gulp down another drink,
I can't seem to win or get free from me.

My chest is heavy than light.
I seem to keep flying to high hitting the sun,
Burning myself and falling back down into the void I call my "home."

I'm taking another drink,
Gulping it all down as the tears stream down.
I keep on going till I go down and hit the ground,
Now everything is hazy and I feel light,
And I am free, just for a little bit.

I promised to stop,
I begged myself to,
But I realized I can't win or fulfill anything.
Dec 2016 · 232
Losing a Friend
AD Snail Dec 2016
I watch as my friend falls in,
I try to reach out and catch her hand in my,
But I just get to ghostly glide my fingertips against hers.
I watch as she falls in deeper and deeper into the black ink,
No longer are those paths of light to climb up again,
Fading away along with her.

I am given wings to be flown back up,
Because I didn’t below down there with her.
Though I begged and cried,
As my wings started to fly up,
Leaving her all behind.

My friend I screamed for you,
I begged you to open your eyes and see that I needed you.
Though you no longer listened to reason,
No longer cared for my opinion and begging sobs.

My friend you decided that your time was up,
But I refused to accept that.
That is why I chained you and pulled you up.
I tried almost everything,
But I guess that was never enough.
Dec 2016 · 499
Words Hurt
AD Snail Dec 2016
Venomous words burn my skin,
Crawling into my mind, seeping into my soul and heart,
My desires and hopes no longer seem meaniful.
I’m tearing up but I am wearing a mask;
Never allowing others to see them fall down my pale skin,
I refuse to be seen as “weak”.

These names have made their way into my memories,
Never allowing any silence to be heard.

These silence screams will never be heard in the dead of night,
As a crawl in my own skin and beg to be someone else.

Fear has a grip on me,
Those nightmarish words that people speak have made a nest inside of my hollow body,
Feasting away at my innocence’s and emotions.
Nov 2016 · 536
Death's Tight Rope
AD Snail Nov 2016
Dancing on a thin line trying to have a good time,
Swaying and weighing, taken my chances.
Hoping and praying won’t safe me from defeat,
To the plummeting death that is waiting on my every single breath,
Its waiting patiently, ready for me to fall into the hole of my own demise.
Its listening in on my every though, my memories are flashing by.
I am hoping for a better time,
My hope for another sweet rhythm to save me from this cold hand that is touching me,
Trying to pull me down into the pit of darkness,
With all of my monsters that used to live under my bed,
But are now alive.
This hope won’t save me; I need someone to save me,
But there is no one on this tight rope of death with me,
Well as far as my eye can see.
We all are fighting against challenges, that sometimes become to much for us and when we are dancing upon that tight rope made up of fear. But what we can't see is that there are many upon the rope along side us and are fighting the same fight, and we all can win if we reach out for help and help one another out.
Nov 2016 · 604
Sewn Into The Silence
AD Snail Nov 2016
The silence has eaten away at me.
Everything is numb now,
My voice is no longer my shield or weapon.
I can't protect myself from this chill,
That consumes my body.

I am filled up with emptiness,
Putting on a hollow smile.

Its has become tiresome,
To keep playing this day to day game,
And keep up this mask from fallen down and showing even just a sliver of my true self.

My mouth is sew together,
Its not that I refuse to speak its just because I can't.
Oct 2016 · 393
Dancing On A Thin Line
AD Snail Oct 2016
Dancing on a thin line.
The wind is a blowing but I am not worried,
My worries ride away on the sea of air.

As I dance across this line,
My fears have flown away long ago.

Sing me a not so innocent lullaby,
It will be wonderful to dance to.

I'll dance to the melody,
To the sweet rhythm that helps me fall peacefully.
With no worries haunt me,
As I have danced on the thin line and now fallen.
Oct 2016 · 284
Blinded And Single Minded
AD Snail Oct 2016
There minds are stuck in a certain time,
Witch will never allow them to understand.
They keep uttering their venomous hatred.

You try to speak out loud,
But their words drown yours out.
They won't come to a compromise,
No matter how hard you try.

The tears you shed,
Mean nothing to them.
They are blinded,
And unable to understand the pain.

They are the fools that won't open up their windows;
There minds are closed.
There ears are reserved only for the people like them,
Never willing to listen to any other.
Oct 2016 · 591
"The Superior One"
AD Snail Oct 2016
You can hear the children secret cries.
You know what the adults have done,
But you don't utter a word.

The children have no clue why they run,
They just know never to disobey,
"The superior one."

They silence their words,
Allowing themselves to leave them in their throat.
While they choke on the wild thoughts,
As words are throw like daggers at them.

The superior ones,
That's what they call themselves,
But the children see them more as the monsters under their beds.

They children don't understand,
They just want to make the cruel monsters proud,
But their trying just gets throw back at them,
With insults as the bonus.

The children never utter words,
As mentally bruises are put upon their innocent minds.

They stay silent as they get bullied away by the superior ones.
Sometimes we have wonderful teachers, and sometimes we don't.
Oct 2016 · 181
Scars Left Behind
AD Snail Oct 2016
A cross that is bared upon ones flesh,
It is deep and leaves a past memory.
Feeling slightly lonely,
But loneliness is all one has to own.
This scar is something only we have to bear,
It never affects the one that afflicted it on us.

We hold so many precious memories,
But soon they all shall fade away as we are reminded,
Of the scar we bear upon our skin.

Everything is but a dream,
And reality is the cruel wake up call,
As we look down on the cross upon our flesh.
It soon reminds us we still have our battle to face,
And that flower bend is but an illusion of freedom and peace of mind.

The scars that have been left behind,
By all those cold things said and done,
Are the things that make us shun all the love.
Oct 2016 · 795
New Skin
AD Snail Oct 2016
This skin I wear,
Is all I have to care and though I wish to shed,
This old frame,
It is something I must bear.

The new me is frighting,
But the old me has bared to much hate.
And I tired of it all.

The skin I wear,
Its been shed so many times its to tiring to even count,
So I stop my pouts,
And I live with the skin I was given to bear.

The old me is fading,
But the new skin that I wear,
Is not fitting on properly.

The puzzle will never be finished or fixed,
So I stop my pouts and worrying doubts.
And live with the skin that I remade.
Oct 2016 · 1.0k
Dear Mister Anxiety
AD Snail Oct 2016
Dear Mister Anxiety,
Can you please not nag me today?
Can you stop playing mind games with my already fragile mind?

Dear Mister Anxiety,
Oh how you make me petty and feel all lonely.

I don't want to think the world is always against me,
I just want to feel the love that is right in front of me,
But you don't seem to believe that it is true;
You state that its lies and push it away from my craving heart.

Oh, Mister Anxiety can you just let your worries go?

Can you finally lose your grip on me,
And stop thinking to deep into everything?

Oh I feel for you Mister Anxiety,
But I am tired can't you see?
Tired of you pulling me down into this pit of fear and worry.
Overwhelmed
Oct 2016 · 360
Sometimes I Need Help
AD Snail Oct 2016
At times I forget,
Sometimes I need a little reminder,
That I am worth something to somebody.

Moments in my life I need someone to nudge me,
To push me onward onto the right path,
So I don't find my way onto the depression path.

Sometimes I need some help,
Someone just to take the time to give me advice,
So I remember that I am not alone even on the loneliest nights.
Oct 2016 · 416
The Show Must Go On
AD Snail Oct 2016
Putting on that false hope,
Smiling wide for the crowd as the curtains open,
Starting the new day to life’s story.

Pulling all those face muscles,
Just so I can pull threw till the end of this show.

Lies are like memories,
I can’t stop creating them.
All these lies are spilling out of my mouth,
I wish I could just stop creating them.

I am standing up as I fall back down,
But no one can see those invisible chains around my feet,
Weighing me down.

I keep on putting on that false strength though,
I keep pretending I am enjoying playing my role in this show,
So the world can keep turning and everyone doesn’t have to be weighed down by my own self-troubles;
After all the show must go on.
Life is sometimes like a show and sometimes it difficult to do. You are sometimes gives you a part that you dislike or goes against who your really are, but you can't complain you must keep on going. As stated "The Show Must Go On".
Oct 2016 · 1.6k
Heavy Iron Heart
AD Snail Oct 2016
Hear the drums that make up your iron heart,
Hear that thud and clang,
As someone pounds down on it;
Throwing it down on the unforgiving ground.

Listen for that musical beat,
That is slowly fading away.
How intriguing it is.

Only the angels that choose to hear,
Are the only one's that can hear that flawed beauty.
That make up your iron heart.
Oct 2016 · 796
Can No Longer Breath
AD Snail Oct 2016
My chest is heavy,
My heart is a racing a mile a minute.
I can no longer breath.

Everything is moving fast pass,
And I just want to freeze time.
I can no longer breath in fresh air.

I cannot survive,
Everything is to much,
I can no longer breath someone please save me.

Life has amazing things,
But the negative one's always came back to haunt me.
I can no longer breath but that is not what terrifies me.
AD Snail Sep 2016
They say your a nuisance,
And you'll always be that stupid little kid.

They call you all those awful names,
Making you want to not feel anything;
Your wanting to be hollow forever.

Your heart is hollow but at the same time its heavy with dark thoughts and desires.

Your all alone,
Your mind a racing with those words of venomous hate,
Making you feel dead inside.

They insult you,
With those words like;
"Disgrace".

They keep repeating all those nasty things,
Making your mind a bit hazy with foggy thoughts of bitterness.
AD Snail Sep 2016
Depression eats at my heart,
And makes me feel hollow inside.

There is no hope my dears,
I can no longer see this light witch you speak of.

I'll let the darkness eat the very core of my soul.

I am covered in the very venom that took everything I believed in,
Bathing in it,
Drowning in it while I try to breath and keep my hope bright as the stars in the midnight sky.

These dark thoughts have taken my pride and honesty,
I am a liar and a coward now with a great sadness flowing over me.

Kiss me goodbye my dears because I am now one of depressions children.

Depression it has shut out the light,
Making me lose the battle I have fought for so long.
Oh, depression it does horrible things to thee.
Sep 2016 · 2.5k
A Million Lonely Stars
AD Snail Sep 2016
Your alone,
Though their are millions of stars in the midnight sky beside you,
So you shouldn't have this sinking feeling,
This feeling that makes your heart feel hollow but heavy at the same time.

There are a million stars in the sky,
But for some reason they all feel alone sometime in their life.
Your no different,
Your all alone in this dark sky and you can't find the other lights,
That you are blind to seeing in the darkest of times.

Those million of lonely stars,
Are bleeding out stardust as they fly across the sky,
Trying to find their way but their in a daze.
That's why their just zooming by and stopping to see the others that past them by.

Oh million little lonely stars,
I know you don't mean to.
I know you want to see those other guiding lights,
And wish you could wish on them to.

There goes another falling star,
Because it was not able to open its eyes in time to see,
The actually lit up sky.

But please don't judge them,
Because they are just a million lonely stars that need us people to help,
Help them see were all there friends have been hiding.
AD Snail Sep 2016
My dear I know what I do to your mind,
Making you feel  not so innocent anymore.

I know how I make your heart skip a beat,
And make your legs feel so weak,
You slowly become more meek when you see me.

"Meet me in the street,"
I whisper into your ear and make you fall to the ground.
With lust and love clouding your mind,
You can no longer see my true intentions.

Dear you have bowed down to me,
You have given into my charm.

Now my love don't take it to heart.

Dear I know the Misery I bring,
Because I am truly the monster of your nightmares,
Not the person you make me out to be.
When people lie and deceive others.
Sep 2016 · 641
A Foolish Fool
AD Snail Sep 2016
I shall always be a foolish fool,
That gives her heart away for free.

I'll just shatter my heart,
I'll throw it down on the ground just to shatter it,
I'll do all this so I can put all my trust in all these random people with the shards.

I never think twice,
Always allowing all these people to take advantage of me,
All this strangers that clearly feel nothing for me.
So I have to go on adventures to find the shards that they all left behind,
For me to find on my own,
All over the world.

I am truly a foolish being,
I'll take in even the worst of people,
I allow them to leave all this bruises on my skin and mind.

A foolish fool I am,
To allow these thing to happen to me,
But sadly its me.
Sep 2016 · 1.7k
Hypnotized
AD Snail Sep 2016
Let me pull you back into me arms,
Let me breath in your perfume;
I want to always remember your scent,
So I am able to last the day without you.

I know I seem so clinging,
But I simply can't live without you.

Your eye's and lips,
They have this softness that Hypnotizes me.
Your hair and skin is like silk,
I am allured by them;
Making me want to reason out and touch.

Your words they are like witchcraft,
The keep me on the edge and in a trance.

Oh my dear can't you see,
I am under your enchanting spell,
I shall always be Hypnotized by you and the way you are.
Sep 2016 · 443
Just Breath
AD Snail Sep 2016
The mix tap is replaying,
Your mind is spinning.
They speak and say the words with such ease,
Something that never pleases you,
Because they don't know that its harder than it seems.

Your heart a thumping.
Your lungs being swallowed and drowned,
So no one can hear your screams.

They speak with such ease,
They say the words with no trouble,
Unlike thee.

They say "Just breath",
But none of them can see how hard that can be.
Every time they tell you that,
Your heart skips another beat and you lose your breath once again.
Sep 2016 · 500
Acid
AD Snail Sep 2016
These ***** walls filled with scarred stars,
And broken dreams.
Acid is dripping down from the ceilings,
Keeping one on their toes;
So stay alert dear or you shall perish.
The cracks allow the acid to stream quicker,
So you better hope and run.
This home is filled with acid things,
So you'll never be able to feel free,
Stay caged away forever.
Sep 2016 · 537
Magnificent Freedom
AD Snail Sep 2016
I am a butterfly that got its wings clipped long ago;
It can no longer fly high.

Freedom is now just a dream,
So keep on dancing on your hopes.

Ink is writing upon my body,
Repeating my wishes of the free I want to live,
The place I wish to be in and have true freedom.

Trying to spread these clipped wings,
Hoping that I can fly away one day,
And finally be free.

Magnificent freedom where could you be?
I am all alone in this dark hole of a cage,
Never to be able to fully breath and speak about these dreams.

Magnificent freedom oh where could you be?
Don't you see I am desiring for you to set me free.
Sep 2016 · 669
My Precious One
AD Snail Sep 2016
My emotions turned into flames,
Rising into the bright blue sky every time you showed me affection.

My heart exploded when it got filled with to much love and wanting.

Every time you turned around;
Giving your hand to me when ever I fell.
Sometimes your fondness was to much,
And I felt I could never live up to it.

You seemed so devoted to me,
Then sadly I started to doubt my devotion to you,
Because I felt I could never give you as much as you gave me.

My precious one,
How you hold me so dear to your heart,
Making me feel I never want to be apart.
Sep 2016 · 435
My Sweet Baby
AD Snail Sep 2016
My baby boy,
Oh how mommy loves you so.
She always wants to hold you close.

When your mama hears your screams,
At 3 am, she'll get up despite the pain.

Mama loves her sweet baby boy,
She never wants you to suffer like she has to.

She wants you to be strong but she reminds you that you can cry.

My sweet baby,
Don't you ever forget that mommy loves you so.
Sep 2016 · 652
I Loved
AD Snail Sep 2016
I put my heart on a line,
Just so you could ****** it away and shatter it.

I loved and lost.

I was never meant to be a knight in shining armor,
Even though I tried so hard to be strong for you.

I loved and lost.

I kissed your shoe and bowed down,
You were the heartless queen and I was the obedient fool.

I loved and lost.

I put everything I cared for on the line,
Just for you.
You took it and gave me false hope,
Now I am left with a shattered mind, soul and body.

I loved and lost.
AD Snail Sep 2016
I tried to be someone splendid,
I tried to change every feature of myself.

Dear I tried so hard being something I wasn't;
Someone that you could fully love,
So you would never leave me.

My love,
Don't you see?
I wanted to be your everything.

I tried to be everything that you wanted,
I wanted to be the very best like no one else was.

I tried deleting all my flaws,
But they came back secretly in my sleep.

I did everything I could physically and mentally,
To make you happy.
I tried to be your everything,
What I fool I was.
Sep 2016 · 642
Laughter
AD Snail Sep 2016
That laughter is echoing off the walls,
They haunt the structure.

The buildings tell the stories of all the one's that died on the inside;
Tells the stories of the children that cried on so many sleepless nights.

The laughter will burn itself into the hearts of human beings.
Just  the small ones that are just starting their journey,
Now they have these marks.

Hear the secret screams;
That never can spill out but are trying to float into the breathless air.

See all those words of laughter,
Floating around a young innocent mind,
That barley had any time to even see the wonders of the world;
Now those wonders are just myth's.

The laughter is a echoed tune,
That keeps replaying.

It seems no one shall silent that laughter and see:
Its not bringing any good.
Sep 2016 · 431
Blame me For It All
AD Snail Sep 2016
My dear you can blame me for all of it,
Blame me for you pain,
And misery.

My mistakes have left marks on myself,
And the one's that have carved themselves into my heart.

I have done so much wrong,
I will not lie.
But understand that I shall take my punishment,
Dear I'll won't fight back when you scream:
"I hate you!"

Blame me for it all,
Say it is all my fault even if I didn't cause it,
Because my mistakes must be paid off with pain.

My dear you can blame me,
I do not mind.

My mistakes now are part of me,
So blame is all on me.
Sep 2016 · 582
Sing Me Something Sweet
AD Snail Sep 2016
Sing me something sweet,
My dear.

Allowing me to be taken away amongst your words,
Let them repeat.

Sing me something divine,
Almost like a nice glass of wine;
Make me feel rich and old.

My love, allow your song,
To wrap around my body like a blanket of warm and protection,
As you sing to me something sweet like a master piece.

I shall be taken away into a place of dreams,
But until I do keep singing me something sweet.
Sep 2016 · 464
Smoke
AD Snail Sep 2016
The mind,
Is a clouded thing,
With to much happening.

One stops to take a break,
Then smoke rolls in and takes control.

Tired souls;
Now are full of energy and seem a knew,
They are no longer recognized by their loved ones.

Lost in a smoke filled mind.

There is no longer a clear mind,
Brilliant and once bright with health.

But now there is only smoke,
And the sound of a up coming beep.
Sep 2016 · 441
When I write
AD Snail Sep 2016
Let my eye's flutter closed,
Watch as my muscles finally relax;
No longer tightened and strained like they usually are.

I no longer hold my breath,
Knowing that I shall be in peace;
When I drown in the black ink of my words.

I can feel the world stop just in a few seconds,
As my hand and pen dance on the paper;
Like a beautiful duet.

My spirit is wild and free,
As I take those words from my heart,
And drain them onto the pages.

When I write,
Everything stops and I can finally get my peace.
Just some things that one or rather I feel when I write.
Sep 2016 · 418
Tears Of Joy?
AD Snail Sep 2016
When I speak with tears a streaming down my cheek,
I simply tell you;
"These are tears of joy."

While these tears keep dripping down my pale cheeks,
I sing;
I sing you a lullaby that is so bittersweet,
I think the night's heart skipped a beat.

Dear when I kiss your forehead and tell you;
"I love you"
I am telling you the truth.

So when I leave you for good tonight,
Do not think those last words I told you were a lie,
Because I was telling the pure truth.

These tears I state that are made of joy,
That is a simply lie.
And they are the reason why I shall be leaving you behind tonight,
Because the burden is only mine to take on and plummet into.

So my dear when I told you they were tears of joy,
So you know when I left;
I was truly happy.
Sep 2016 · 569
Oh,
AD Snail Sep 2016
Oh,
Oh sister, Oh sister,
Tell me that the world isn't so cruel.
Hold me tight and let us fly away from this hateful world.

Oh sweet brother,
Let your older sibling just hold you in this miserable time.
Let me tell you my story with tears streaming down.

Oh cold world, Oh old world,
Can you find a place for me where I won't be shunned with words?
Tell me that you can become a new for people like I,
Just long enough for me not to feel so alone and hated?

Oh my sweet loved ones,
I am holding on by the tips of my fingers.
I am still going to beside you even if I shall never be truly happy.
AD Snail Sep 2016
The tears keep on dripping down,
As the words keep on repeating inside my mind,
And I am lost and ashamed.

My heart is heavy once again;
As I am reminding that I shall never be excepted for who I am.

I hear the words that people have said,
They haunt me every where I go;
While they tell me that what I am is not real.

So here I go again questioning everything,
While I hold my head down in despair.

Here I am staying silent and not speaking anymore about who I am,
Because I will never truly be excepted.
Sep 2016 · 415
Shaped Differently
AD Snail Sep 2016
I was molded into the person I am today,
I was shaped differently though,
I used to be that frighten child.

They told me so many lies,
Making me feel meek.

I lost so much self-esteem because of thee.

When I was shaped,
I was cut into different shapes,
Over and over again;
Because so many had been playing with me,
And wishing to change and mold myself into someone different.

But you see the problem with being shaped so many different ways;
Is you no longer know what is who;
If it is you or some other kind of being.

I no longer knew my emotions,
I no longer knew who I was supposed to be.

So I became depression,
With old and new scars that was explained my many stories.

Here I stand now molded into the person
I am supposed to be.
But those fake shaped people I was going to be,
Are still stitched into my skin,
Making me feel empty inside.

I shall still be always hollow and confused,
But that is my flaw,
My curse that I shall live with happily.
Sep 2016 · 305
I Feel
AD Snail Sep 2016
I feel empty inside,
Like a glass that has been forgotten,
And will never be filled again.

I feel hallow inside,
Like a fragile glass doll,
That can easily break once it hits the ground.

I feel deflated,
Like a old balloon,
That was let go of by its owner, long ago.

I feel blank on the outside,
Like a blank piece of paper,
That never got the chance to be drawn on.

I feel abandoned,
Like a lost puppy,
That was through out of his own home.

I feel unfilled,
Like a human being,
Never fully filled with emotions, and became emotionless.
Sep 2016 · 767
Miss Spring
AD Snail Sep 2016
Oh miss Spring,
With a Autumn breeze, that can make anyone dream.

Oh miss Spring, you enchant people,
Making them stop in place,
And start dreaming of a better place.

Oh miss Spring, there you are,
You have come back along,
To fill the world with life and dreams.

Look at the beauty that starts to shine,
Back into the world,
Miss spring you bring happiness and hope into the world.
Sep 2016 · 280
Giving Up...
AD Snail Sep 2016
Sinking deeper into my sorrow,
I’m letting it take control because I’m done with it all.
Had enough of all of the divine wine,
That I shall never taste.

I’m sick of trying to break free of these chains,
Sick of seeking for something more than I’ll ever receive.
I’m tired of trying so hard to get back up on my feet,
Even though I know I’ll never be able to do.

So I let everything take me, I stop my fighting
And trying and seeking, I’m tired, I’m done.
I’ll let all of the darkness I have been fighting so long, to take me and make me a hollow being.
Sep 2016 · 388
Something We're Not
AD Snail Sep 2016
Always trying to be our very best,
Always trying our very best to be something we aren't.

Trying to act different from who we actually are,
Is more like a chore that you get used to doing all the time,
And when you don't do your best pretending as someone else, you feel ashamed?

Telling lies now so you'll be liked,
Even though your not like that at all.

Trying to fit in, but your pretending and lying,
Just so you can be this thing called "normal".

Us human being's, we are so weird,
Shouldn't we feel more ashamed of acting and lying
About pretending to be someone else then the other way around?
Sep 2016 · 1.1k
When The Clouds Turn Blue
AD Snail Sep 2016
The sun has gone away now,
It’s gone and hidden itself behind the clouds.

The clouds have turned to a dark grey,
And rain starts to build inside of it.

The once little white clouds,
They are feeling a little blue,
And need to shed some tears to lighten their mood.

So there tears start to fall down on the world,
No light can be found because the little clouds are to blue.

Sometimes there tears come pounding down on the world,
And sometimes there tears gently hit the world.

The clouds are weeping because there filled with sorrow,
And the blue’s, so don’t get frustrated when rain comes;
Because that is when the clouds are having a bad day,
So tell those little gray clouds “It’s going to be okay”.
AD Snail Sep 2016
Fading in the background,
Is just background noise; that no one pays attention to.

Doesn’t say a word when someone forgets,
Just lets it happen, just lets them go.
Is dead silent now, stops trying to call out,
Stops trying to fit in, now silence takes over.

A smile appears on the others face,
As they let go of the hand of the person that stay’s silent,
And grasps another, with a smile on her face she walks away.

The silent one that is always let behind,
Does not reach out, doesn’t try and get her back,
No fretting no crying, just a gently nod of “I understand”.
Sep 2016 · 313
"Sleeves of Shame"
AD Snail Sep 2016
My sleeves, they hide all of my fears,
They keep me and others from seeing my mistakes,
That always put me to shame.

I'm ashamed of all of my flaws,
That always put me to shame;
Making me feel depressed and out of place.

The cut of broken friendships,
That I believed were going to last forever;
Are now hidden by my sleeves of shame,
So no on we'll never ever have to know of my sorrow.
Sep 2016 · 478
Painful Betrayal...
AD Snail Sep 2016
Hands smashing against the cement,
Tears flowing down wildly, hitting the ground with a splash,
Head is pounding, screaming out for help.

His hands start to bleed,
And his mind is screaming out; begging him to stop,
But he keeps on smashing his hands down on the cement.

Tears of betrayal making their way down his cheeks,
His fists clenched and his heart starts to hurt,
The pain from his fists is gone; it’s only numb now,
It will never beat the pain in his heart.

The rage flows deep in his veins,
It is shown in his eyes, burning bright as the tears fall.

His rage was born on the day he was left by the people he thought cared about him,
He was betrayed; now his heart is filled with rage, hate, pain, depression, and betrayal.
Sep 2016 · 263
Last Moments
AD Snail Sep 2016
Her lungs are screaming out,
Wishing, their begging for air,
But she refuses to listen to them.

She keeps herself down, she’s not listening;
She holds back her body from trying to come back up to the surface.

Her whole body is shaking, and wishing for her to stop this madness,
But she keeps on refusing, she keeps herself down,
With a smile plastered on her face, because soon she’ll be “free”.

She has made her decision; she is letting the lake take her away,
She is letting herself drown; she has enough of all the pain, she’s ready to go.

Then finally her body stops trying,
She is so tense anymore, she is relaxed and at peace,
And all you can see is the last of her tears, and a gently smile that founds its way back onto her face.
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