We're just teenagers,
Lost in ourselves,
Looking for someone,
To save us from this hell,
Spend with me the days that you have left,
As a tortured soul, begging for your death,
Let's wake up early,
And feel the cool fall air,
Let's lay in the back yard,
And blankly stare,
At how small we are compared to what does not change,
And think about how our voices will never effect the stars that surround our bodies,
And wonder if things get better or if this is just a phase that's been going on far too long.

Everything I've known is moving on,
They're packing their bags or are already gone,
I hope there is no god because if there is he is a *******,
How could you just sit,
And watch everything around me fall,
I remember when you used to mark how tall,
I would grow each year,
But this last year,
I watched you sink,
Inside yourself,
Too proud to peek,
The only time you could stand to accept what you were given,
Is when you were dead,
Or too sedated, a hospital bed,
I know you'd hate me for speaking this way,
But the only thing I've learned from this,
Is what's the point,
I'd rather ****,
Away my life,
Because you'll be forgotten,
And those marks you made along your wall will be erased.

I want to live my life inside,
I don't want to go outdoors,
It's too hot out there,
And the world is a bore,

I don't want to get a job,
**** working everyday,
I don't feel like being told I'm not good enough and I should go away,

Give me everything I need,
Or just let me die like this,
Because if you make me go today I swear to god that ill be ******,

The reason I'm writing this **** is because I'm depressed and so alone,
And this poem is the most shallow thing but this is the first time I've felt something in a week,
God that makes me weak,
Not the fact that I feel something,
But the fact that its been bottled up inside,
Maybe a week isn't long to you,
But when the bottles full,
It's pretty **** hard to hide.

Slow and painful,
Deep yet shallow,
Is the hole you have created,
So it is the path that I shall follow,

I hate who you are,
And I hate who you've been,
While you have been off,
Committing your sins,

I'll be at home alone again,
Talking to the voices inside,
Who I think are my friends,
Because they leave like the tides,

Call me vengeful,
But god I hope you sit at home alone 80 years from now,
Thinking to yourself "wow",
"How'd I lose a guy like that?"

I hope you die alone,
Because god I know I will,
That's the way I deserve to go,
Because alone is the way I feel.

I think death is the most beautiful thing there is,
The release of all worries,
All pain,
The burden of living a life with an unknown meaning,
Constantly battling to maintain relationships with people,
To make sure they're okay,
Make sure I'm okay,
I'm never okay,
So if I died tonight,
I guess I wouldn't be so upset,
I might actually be okay,
Because these are the most ****** up thoughts of all,
Ones where I have to decide who to hurt,
Who's emotions are more valuable,
Mine or yours,
So please God,
If you're real,
**** me now,
Because I'm too scared to do it myself,
And I'm too tired from carrying the weight of this world in my sleepy eyelids.

Pain is beauty,
Pain brings out a side of me, a side of us,
Unlike any other,
My hollow bones lift themselves from their shallow grave,
To write these words,
To write the words that relinquish the pain,
My fingers are heavy with pain,
But with each word written,
They become more nimble,
The feeling in my body is once more,
This is what makes us feel alive,
Pain,
We love and we lose,
We fall and we bruise,
So easily,
But the pain is the reason I keep writing these words,
So please,
By all means,
Hurt me some more.

Things have changed and so have I,
From the things you said and the way you lied,
Your skin was soft against mine,
Our tongues tainted from the smoke of cigarettes,
Our minds altered from the pain of letting go,
I'm not thinking clearly and I hope you aren't as well,
My heart will burst from the way it swells,
Like ocean waves crashing against the shore,
I can't promise you that I will store,
These memories and the pain that they include,
You've left my body worn and bruised,
These wounds may never heal,
But I pray that yours will,
Because I still genuinely care,
I always have, and always will.