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Alex Apr 2017
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for the scars on my wrist.
I'm sorry for my thoughts.
I'm sorry about my life.
I'm sorry that I can't be the girl you want me to be.
I'm sorry.
Alex Apr 2017
You are a monster.

There was once I time I cherished being with you,
But then I realized what you really are.

You are a monster.

I'm waiting for the day you finally say why you put up with me
And **** me.

You are a monster.

I know that now,
But I still can't escape.
Alex Mar 2017
I'm sorry,
It's all my fault.
I know that you blame yourself,
But it wasn't you.
It was me.

I'm sorry.
You would be better off without me
And what I put you through.
Please stop caring about me
Because everything is my fault.

I'm sorry...
Alex Jan 2017
You gave me a red rose
To symbolize your love for me.
You gave me a black rose
To symbolize that you are leaving me.

You went onto someone else
And left me in the past.
So, I am angry and coming for your
Head.

You were not my first mistake,
But you will be my last.
Many people have done this to me.
Now they are skulls locked in my closet.

Their skeletons grew
Because of the roses that were tossed in.
Their skeletons kept
As a reminder to everyone.

And up their femurs
Came the vines.
Round their ankles
Slept tired time.

In their sockets
Napped with hate,
And in the ribcages
Snored the love.

And as I threw
More roses in,
I wondered if loving the bones
Was a sin.
  Jan 2017 Alex
Hayley Siebert
I do not write to be cruel
I write to survive

I've seen what work mental illness makes out of people.
Self harm, drugs, drink, sectioning, suicide

Write to make sane the insane world
To ponder out the life I have lived
Tis better on paper, than on skin.

Tis better to be writing than hanging.

I want to leave my mark on this earth
With words.

Words enlighten, words frighten
Words teach, Words fight

You taught me my words
Now let me use them.

And lets hope I will reach 30
For if I don't, least you may have my words
When all else is gone.
Alex Jan 2017
I'm fine, fine, fine.
I'm lying, lying, lying.

I'm fine, fine, fine.
I'm drowning, drowning, drowning.

I'm fine, fine, fine.
I'm hoping someone sees through my lies, lies, lies.

I'm fine, fine, fine.
I'm hoping someone saves me, saves me, saves me.
Sorry, this is not that good.
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