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  Sep 2014 Alexis A
Marzanna
You and I
Fated to die
Alone;
But
I'm
So
*******
Happy

Cuts on my wrists
Hatred and lists
(Alone)
But
I'm
So
*******
Happy

Screaming in pain
Loving in vain
Killmekillmekillmekillme
But
I'm
So
*******
Happy
Alexis A Sep 2014
I tried to drown myself
Just last night
I ran away from
My own intervention
You followed me into the unknown
Not knowing what I was planning
I begged you to leave me be
As I climbed into a riviene
You chased me down
Connecting the dots
You pulled me up
As my head went under
Screaming at me
To just choose life
I pulled away
You pinned me down
Telling me
This isn't the only way
I banged my head
Off of a rock
Hoping to break something
Of major importance
I found a sharp rock
And tried to cut open my wrist
You kept my hands apart
Again I tried
To get water in my lungs
Screaming that I had to die
You begged me to stay
As you started to cry
But I'm not sure
That I was all there
Something else happened
Things that I can't recall
You said Ana
Had taken full control
You could tell by looking at me
My face
My words
My actions
They weren't mine
But hers
Finally I came out
Only because I was
Far too weak
To keep up my fight
I still want to die
And maybe I will soon
But I won't tell anyone
About what happened last night
It all just sounds
To much like a nightmare
This is a true poem, and also very emotional. I wonder how much longer I can survive like this. I'm alive, but not living. It hurts me to move, because there was rocks digging into my body, and I was fighting against them.
Alexis A Sep 2014
I was told she's a demon
But she's my best friend
And I never want her to go

I kept getting asked
If I was ready to release her
I asked if I could go to the bathroom by myself
I was told no, and said
There's your answer

I love her
Even if I'm the only one
I hope she stays
With me forever
Because I can't do anything without her
I love her, even if no-one else does, and even if everyone else thinks I'm crazy.
Alexis A Sep 2014
Someone asked me
If you always yell like that
And treat my mom like
Complete and utter ****
I nodded my head
But I didn't even notice
I've become so good
At drowning you out
You yell at me
For not knowing what's going on
But how could I
When no one tells me
I guess you're speaking
The only language you know
But I don't care
I don't want to hear it
My father. He's okay, once you get to know him, which I still haven't done, but he is also known for his harsh, hurtful words.
Alexis A Sep 2014
I'm terrified
Counting down the hours
The minutes
The seconds
Until you tell her
What I've been doing
20 hours
25 minutes
14 seconds...
Until the end of my life
When my mom will know
What's under my shirt
She'll see the marks
And the crusted blood
And never look at me again
In now just
20 hours
23 minutes
and 57 seconds
I'm so ******* *******...
You think you're safe, but you really aren't. In less than a day, a friend is going to have a conversation with my mom and me about my cutting, and what to do about it. I can already hear the yelling...
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