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467 · Aug 2016
I love you
Your lip quivers
Your body shivers
I know you're hurt.
Your heart is suffering internal damage.
I know you need someone to listen,
And be here.
So here i am.
I am standing here
Holding out my hand
To cover and hold your bruises.
To hold your body
And let you cry
On me.
You never deserved this
not him
Not the pain

You deserve love.
And i,
Love you.
And i hold you
To put your toubled mind
*to peace
464 · Apr 2016
my depression
my depression
feels no sadness,
nor an
end.
My depression feeds on joy.
It consumes me alive like a fire to a church.
My depression
marks the feeling on my fore head.
The sensation tickles,
call me insane.
I live in the dark,
my scars told me so.
And my teddy bear told me to do it.
So here i sit.
on the porch.
ready to take the leap of faith,
with no one to catch me.
Here, i go.
weeeeeeee
to the bottom of the ground.
to the bottem of hell...
want some tea?
how about a bagel?
Scared yet?
because i was,
when i saw the signs
of my own. *******. Depression
this is me. halleigh ******* luyah
463 · Aug 2016
Fly
Fly
I have serious intentions
To break my limitations
He's awake again.
Caught up in the dreams, in the memories,
haunted by that last kiss still lingering on his lips.
Still craving her touch, he's awake.
He's starving for that love,
He was sure he was careful.
In fact, sometimes it was if he was tiptoeing around broken glass in the dark
He looked up for one second to see where he was going and
ouch
He's awake again.
Countless nights of counting sheep,
by now he could describe every detail of the herd.
And by now he could describe how the heart splinters before it's about to snap.
And by now he could describe in perfect detail how poison spreads through the body, through the veins, and into the mouth that he used to be able to use so well,
yes by now
He's awake again.
Awake in a bed meant, built for two,
He spreads across the sheets,
but would much rather a crowded bed with a woman that he loves
than a full bed with no one to hold
These times are hard.
The walls feel cold.
The room feels so small without her.
The world feels small without her
462 · Sep 2017
I Am Me
Through adversity,
I show my diversity
462 · Apr 2016
expectations
So many expectations,
such little time.
So many people want you to be so many things,
a friend
a listener,
a supporter,
a lover,
a "normal" person.
And when break those expectations,
well
you got hell comin' to ya.
See people are so cruel.
They are ruthless.
Obscure.
As long as they can find something they don't like,
they won't let go.
Expectations can **** a person.
They tear them apart,
like meat inside a grinder.
They make people resent themselves.
and what is worse than that?
I wish people could see what value they really have.
Because everyone,
YOU
have so much value.
Thank you for being you.
don't fall to their expectations.
they will ruin you.
Trust me, i know
461 · Nov 2016
what does it mean to you?
Witch's curse,
wolf's circle.
it means everything to me
461 · May 2016
the mirror
this wild ride I'm on
i really don't like it
this road I travel
is broken and cracked.
These memories I hold
stab my wrists.
Like I mirror,
showing everything through its body,
the world's twists and turns
and unexpected burns.
This place I live
seems to consume me.
Like a dog barks,
I cry.
seems like every day.
And I'm sorry that I could not hold it together one more day.
But its the memories that makes me scared.
The ones like this:
I can remember
going to bed.
I was so ready
to end the day.
I had just fixed my bed.
I climbed in
my bunk bed,
brother on top.
Suddenly,
I felt my leg getting pulled with an aggressive tug.
I saw his eyes
his eyes
they were studying me,
my fear induced face.
Then he swung me into my dresser.
A bang echoed through the house.
Brother crying,
mom lying
saying I deserved this.
He continued to slam
my eight year old body,
all over
my violent-infested room.
My back.
The pain.
No gain
After it ended,
I was told to stop crying,
to stop trying
Fear still invades my breath.
The mirror saw it all.
It never got to tell my story.
That mirror
has seen me cry,
and has seen me sop up my own blood.
It has seen me
burn myself
It has seen me
mock myself
and the mirror has seen him too.
Its seen all he's done.
All those things hang
on the wall above.
Mirror, liberate me.
Mirror,
free me,
from this hate infested dimension.
all true
460 · May 2017
Human
Cut me to show me that I bleed
458 · Dec 2016
a quote I came up with
The only thing keeping you a failure
is believing that you're a failure
458 · Aug 2016
Icon
Is it bad
That i want to be someone big
Someone great?
Because
All my life
I've felt like i've been in a bubble,
Aaaalways in trouble.
I want to finally become someone people like.
Right now i feel alone,
But somehow i feel like its the start of the end.
I want to build a fanbase.
I want to live
better
Do you think i can?
Another bad poem im sorry
457 · Apr 2016
shush, child
they expect you
to take the pain
They expect you
not to care about injustice
They want you
to accept blood
They want you to let them hit you,
and take it "like a man"
But they don't want you
to fight back
When we cry,
"shush child"
"shut the **** up, boy"
I hate those people.
I hate the parents
who hit their children
For fun.
Punishment is one thing,
cruelty is another.
So,
Shush, father
*you had this coming.
for my father
453 · Apr 2016
Fancy wishes
I want to drown
in a pool of love.
I want the smell of perfume to fill my lungs,
and the sweet feeling of affection
to rush between every cell of my body.
I want to be held
I want to be kissed
I want to be cradled
as if I was the only one,
and nothing matters.
I want the touch of her
to make me feel safe.
I want my girlfriend to be  decided.
To know what she wants,
and to know that she wants me
and only me
is it too much to ask?
Or am I just dreaming too much again?
451 · Sep 2016
E.
E.
I found myself biting my lip
Drawing blood as I looked into her eyes.
I wish she could know
Does she know?
It’s like I want to expose myself
Purposely mess up,
Let her hear a hint.
I wish she knew how I felt
Could she know?
And what if she did?
What if she knew?
Would we be right for each other?
Sometimes I see her looking at me.
Almost starring.
I can’t help but wonder,
Does she think about me the way I do her?
She feels like everything,
But I hardly know her.
This passion radiates off me.
How is this even possible?
She is so beautiful
Yet somehow so insecure.
I want to see the future.
Our future at hopes,
Maybe I can learn the ropes.
E,
If we ever get to love each other,
This is for you.
This,
It has always been about you.
I really like you.
Like, a lot.
You are so cute.
Make me feel like a mute
Speechless.
I hope
One day
I will
We will
Have mutual love.
449 · Jul 2016
We need to talk
There is a time and a day
For everyone to shine.
Whens mine?
When will someone take a look at
Who i am.
See
I wish this world was different.
Less talk and more look.
Because people like me take the end of the stick.
Starving ourselves to match your definition of perfection.
Molding ourselves from what we see
And not by what we feel.
The world really is a ****** up place.
Everythings a race.
Who will blow up next.
See,
I dont want to shine too bright
But someday
I want to prove that
everyone is great.
There is something to love about every single person who exists.
everyone
Society is so focused on negativity.
On drama.
But what hasnt been ventured is
Focusing on kindness.
Negativity is ugly
So hurtful.
Especially when it seems like everyone has something to say.
So what do you say?
Nothing negative i hope
Because as you are reading this,
I am speaking to you
Maybe you are thinking
Whatever
You dont know anything.
But i know some things.
And i know that everyone has something to love about themselves.
Find yours.
What is it?
Its time to start thinking
About a little
(rather big thing)
Called *happieness
449 · Apr 2016
cheers to us
how about a cheers?
A cheer to life.
A cheer to death.
A cheer to innocence.
A cheer to faults.
A cheer to mortality.
A cheer to damnation.
Though you might not think
some of these are worthy,
they all describe
some part of me.
So cheers to you.
you made it.
so did i.
Now lets breathe again,
and set off on our way
in a blur of hypothetical bliss
disappear into the wind
as we feel it gently tap our nose.
And then. we just.
go
cheers anyone?
449 · Aug 2016
The beaten
Beaten Bitter Blood mouth.
Emo shutters through the walls.
Darkest dreams surface to reality.
Black eye
Strong guy
A club
And a kid.
All over
Here
In
This time
He pays
Price
$$
(Prison)
Sketchy motives
And a coffin
Left
For the
Morning
To clame
447 · May 2016
Start again
starting over.
A new you
New look,
new attitude
New outlook on life.
Walking down the halls,
head held high.
Until someone comes up,
knocks you down.
****.
See people try so hard.
they just wanna make it.
They wanna stop faking it.
Life gets hard.
Things get ****** up.
Why these things happen,
well I don't know.
Dark fills this place.
All we want to do is start again.
Get a better reputation.
Create a better life.
But people won't let you.
445 · Apr 2016
My favorite song
"115"

[Verse 1]
No one can see me and
I've lost all feeling and
I know I won't die alone
I'll stop you from breathing and
all your deceiving and
this house is not my home

[Pre chorus 1]
No
More forgiveness
No
and the reason is
I know I wont die alone

I have returned

[Chorus 1]
and everyone dies and
everyone lies
They're waiting for the second coming again

Everyone tries to hold onto their lives
When no one's alive
Bring me 115

[Verse 2]
You stand for nothing and
overlooked something
I'll bring you down all on my own

I'm the end I can taste it
I'll justify hatred
I am the chosen one
left hand of all that's sacred

[Pre Chorus 2]
No
More forgiveness
No
I'll bring you death and pestilence
I'll bring you down on my own.

I have returned

[Chorus 2]
and everything dies
look to the skies
to see the end of all creation again

See with your eyes
my army of flies
when no one's alive
bring me 115

[Bridge]
I've lost all form and unity
where has my life gone
I'll bring you doom that you can see
and bring you down to see you bleed.

[Outro Chorus]
and everyone dies and
everyone lies
They're waiting for the second coming again

Everyone tries to hold onto their lives
When no one's alive
Bring me 115

and everything dies
look to the skies
to see the end of all creation again

See with your eyes
my army of flies
when no one's alive
bring me 115

and nobody cries
when everyone dies
and no one's alive
bring me 115
~ Elena Siegman
115
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/elenasiegman/115.html
444 · Jul 2016
Men...
Im growing up
Im becoming man.
And with becoming a man,
Society has laid expectations
That i have already broken
Without growing to complete adulthood.
ive already cried in public...twice
Men arnt supposed to do that! Be real!
i hang out with mostly girls
Bros before hoes you ***!
i let my sister paint my toenails
Are you kidding?!?! You ****!
Men...see men are mean.
But...im not.
Men are fearless.
Im scared of ****.
Men are ripped atheletes
I will NEVER look magazine worthy.
Men are *** machines
...im still a ******. Ha!
Men dont care
I do....in fact...i do alot!

I am a man
But that doesnt mean
im a steriotypical one
;)
444 · Apr 2016
My attempt at a love poem.
the day i first saw her,
she sat in the corner
curled up,
with one earphone in one ear.
She looked at me
for a brief second,
then looked away,
for some odd reason.
I looked at her,
saw her beauty.
I hadn't known
what our future would hold.
How could i known
What joy she'd bring me.
And what
love she would hold for me.
How could I have known
at that very second,
how much her life,
would mend with mine.
I remember that day,
like it was yesterday.
I wish I could have known
just who that girl would be.
I marveled at her
when i finally met her.
Her personality clearly beat mine.
I love the way
she looks at me now.
I love the way she smiles at me.
so clearly I can see,
her love for me.
So lovely is she.
Shemeans the wordl to me
for you
444 · Aug 2016
Idiot ftw
When im around you,
i find myself biting my tongue
...
**alot
441 · Apr 2016
Today
I will rise from the stones,
this is the day
that I shout out,
"I AM BLEEDING DIAMONDS"
This is the day
where I live up to my name
This is the day Zach will rise.
Rise past the haters,
Rise past the abusers,
yes my friends,
today is the day I let go of everything and become
who I was always meant to be.
441 · Apr 2016
Cool-aid
cool-aid cool-aid in my glass
if you don't,
I'll kick your ***
441 · Apr 2016
this is me
"Plans, plans, plans. They always have their plans. But the problem with their plan... is that when you take an insane person to the asylum, you're just taking him home - the very place he knows best."
~joker..again XD
439 · Apr 2017
Just a word for your day
435 · Mar 2016
(song) Conviction
Every day I see you, and how your sick world manifests!
Every day, I experience the cold. The shameless winter that takes hold.
How do you become the winter?
How do you let yourself get so low?
I gave my trust to you. You had a lust for two.
Your secret was as hidden as a man hiding in a house of glass.
I could see straight through you, for you had no shame.
But you’re to blame!
This is your conviction. This is your call to shame.
This is where I expose you! And all that you have made me feel!
This is where we learn your name!
Because, the day you fail, is the day that I prevail!
Go!
Leave!
Disappear!
Fall into the shadows once again.
Maybe if you actually gave a ****, I wouldn’t be as mad as I am!
It was all an act, but not the impact.
Did you love me or hate me?
Reject or accept?
Was it just for show?
Don’t you know there is a place meant for people like you?
Its way down under and it’s called hell.
Can you hear its bell?
I heard its ‘a calling you!
So go ahead and do as you said!
Crawl around looking for your victims.
This is for the broken
This is for all the people you’ve left.
This is your conviction. This is your call to shame.
This is where I expose you! And all that you have made me feel!
This is where we learn your name!
Because, the day you fail, is the day that I prevail!


Sing with me!
The. Day. You. Fail. Is. The. Day. I. Pre-vail!

I will never fall again.
I know your ***** tricks.
I see the lies.
Your memory dies!
So go to hell!
Don’t bother saying bye, because I won’t try to say it back!
I want you to know…
The world. Will go on. Without yooouuuuu!
Feel the shame that you were not given.
Enjoy your fate, because you are not forgiven.
I hear your threats, and that’s when the mood sets.
You don’t have any idea!
Do you love or leave it to burn?
Now it’s time for your other side to turn!
This is your conviction. This is your call to shame.
This is where I expose you! And all that you have made me feel!
This is where we learn your name!
Because, the day you fail, is the day that I prevail!
We the people find the defendant…GUILTY!
another song i wrote
435 · May 2016
This situation
sometimes
things dont work out
**I hope this is not one of those
eh, eh?
435 · May 2016
future aspirations
I want to be someone
anyone.
I want to be in front of a crowd of fans
on stage
performing
I want to
be someone
because
I have lived my life
feeling like no one
I want to prove my haters wrong.
I want to scream that I am someone
from the top of my lungs!
I want to live a life worth living
and have no regrets.
I want to live a life with love.
And fun.
I want to be a good person,
who no one will think of me as a ******.
I want to hold the mike.
I want to let my scream come out.
Spit lyrics,
and bob my head to my song's drumbeat.
I wanna make it someday.
I dont care how
because I am done
*being a nobody
truth on paper
432 · Aug 2016
Speak
I said it before.
But i didnt explain.
The complexity of my words.
What did i say?
"My tears are like knives
And im crying all over my body
Ive got scars all over"

See i wasnt lying.
My cheeks look like a cuttingboard.
Each time my body gets cut open
My blood runs black.
It oozes through my veins, and out to the ground.
I am not to be understood.
Like one runs into a train
The roads so similiar
But wind up here,
On this one tear.
These tears that cut,
Are like unopenable doors that shut.
The wind up closes,
As my final thoughts choose to vanish.
These tears
These knives
Prove often to be poetic
Because i often write about the scars.
I often write about my pain
but my silence echoes.
Bouncing
Bouncin
Bounci
Bounc
Boun
Bou
Bo
B.
*silence
432 · Mar 2016
I love people
i love people for the way they are.
I love the quirky laughs.
I love the strange looks people get on their faces.
I love the way people talk about everything and anything.
I love to see people for who they are inside.
Because that is what should matter, right?
What should matter is what we do and how we do it.
But somehow society has altered our thinking.
They altered us to stress about our latest Instagram photo
When we should be caring about eachother's feelings.
We've lost our way.
We need revival.
Today's world. Enough said
430 · Mar 2017
Fingertips
With all that she's felt
She feels every memory.
Everyday that drags on
for an eternity.
What seems like a gift
is really just misogyny.
Misunderstood
She was never truly okay.
With all that she's felt
both emotionally and physically
They still hurt
It always hurts
and it burns
With all she's felt
since she was a child
(Her fingertips seemed to touch everything, she longed just to feel)
She would never understand
She would never be
more than
*misogyny.
430 · May 2016
Religion: WTF?
Sunday's sermon was interesting.
"God knows all!" He said.
"Trust in the lord, and his word shall be a lamp unto your feet" he yelled.
But see,
this is where I start to doubt
See,
if god knows all,
than why did he create Satan, the "fallen angel"
Tell me.
If god knows all,
than why did he create Adam and Eve,
and see
I get free will and that concept,
but why would he create destruction if he knows what each and every one of us will do?
TELL ME!
Tell me why God loves us to praise him,
doesn't that seem a little conceded?
He wants everyone to bow down,
that sounds like a tyrant to me...
Religion,
what the ****?
You have so many plot holes,
more holes than there are stars.
Religion,
God is the best
so you say
so tell me,
why would he make his son suffer the way he did.
Or,
why not send a daughter?
Is that sexist?
Religion,
tell
me
this.
Why must you take everyone?
Peacefully or not?
Religion,
don't tell me to pray
because if your logic is true,
than god already *knows my prayer
Just my logic
if i offended anyone, sorry
but I really don't want to hear it.
430 · Mar 2016
untitled 115
hello
its been a while, huh?
Im at home.
Whiling away my day.
Reading her words.
They sting.
They bleed through the paper.
Her last words.
Her last will.
was me.
And yet, she's gone, and i'm here.
****.
Who am i?
i think i should go.
You don't deserve to see me
430 · Jul 2016
Truth
If everyone  would just
shut up
We wouldn't  have  so many problems
430 · Mar 2016
my message to you
Hi, you.
yes you.
the one who is reading this ;)
do i have your attention?
good.
lets begin.
My message
to you
is to
stay strong.
dont let them shut your door.
guard the light.
be the light
own the light.
My message to you
is that
i love you
though i dont know you
i love you
because
you are
and always will be
human.
you cared to read this.
so
i love you
so much
and any day you feel like no one does,
read this poem again.
everyone needs a lift somedays. if this is you, well this is for you.
i love you!
thx,
Bleeding Diamonds
429 · May 2016
Untitled
I wanted to believe there was someone who could save me
I want to believe that he suffered for me.
I want tk believe that somehow i have a good place to go even when evil has been commited.
I want to believe that someone watches over us all.
But. .i cant.
I cant
I cant.
I wont
Because if so
Why am i still in this hell?
428 · Jul 2016
Superstition
Something is coming guys...
*and im not sure i want to be around  to find out  what
428 · Sep 2016
..sin..
my flow of emotions
are far more valuable
than your temptations.
"Why do we fall?
So we can learn to pick ourselves up."

Ive fallen more times than there are stars. I have more scars than there are sand particles on the beach.

Brought up in a world
Only knowing punishment and attitude ajustment.

I was killed by a look.
Well, that and the sharp pain in my ribs.
Forced into insanity
Only hope being prosperity.
I thought of suicide more times than a pencil breaks in a school year.

Where is justice?
Where is hope anymore.
Because depression moved into my life with a title wave
Crashing into my soul with an intensity
That overtook my prosperity.
Torture.
Yes
A word
All too true for me.
Two by four with nails sticking out below my knees
They punctured just below my kneecap.
Still got the scar.
All i was able to do was whimper.
Ooh how fun that was BELIEVE ME
I did survive.
Only a sophomore now.
With gunpowder scent for a hint
Of whats next from my dad and his game.
I can expect
Nothing but death
To float me away.
Only to float
Float
Float
422 · Apr 2016
Created purely by lyrics
"What the **** should I have done?"
yes,
"It's like I'm sleepwalking."
"The higher I get, the lower I sink,
I can't drown my demons, they know how to swim."
because
"this house is not my home".
but i thought
"you were my drug"
yeah and they say,
"what doesn't **** you
makes you wish you were dead."
So I repeat in my head,
"Breathe in, breathe out."
with that, we will always be the
"riders of the storm"
and I shout
"Oh! My! God!"
And so I leave with,
"Dare me to jump off of the Jersey Bridge
#OIMATEWTF- Capture the Crown
Sleepwalking -BMTH
115- Elena Siegman
Drown- BMTH
Firestarter- Capture the Crown
Riders of the Storm- Snoop Dog.
the Final Episode- Asking Alexandria.
King for a day- Pierce The Veil.
419 · Mar 2016
good morning
good morning people.
How did you sleep.
Was yesterday hell?
Is today a waste?
Just hold on.
Just make a sun.
Let it shine.
Let it shine
let the ******* shine.
and make today a good day.
So pick up your face.
stand UP.
not down.
and lets rock and roll.
________
just get up and go!
417 · Jul 2016
Fault of being nice
Its a bit funny.
I work so hard
To please everyone,
Yet i feel so useless.
"Its a teen thing"
Really?
You kidding?!?!?
Its a bit funny
All these  things expected of me.
I did it to be nice.
I did it again to be thoughtful
And now
Im expected to do it
Wow.
How ****** is that?
*I hate being nice
I can only ask for it i guess.  I was made to be walked on...
416 · Sep 2016
short...
All these mixed emotions cascading down my face.
Her fears turned into my tears.
Like a rose bud, bitter and sweet,
And such a painful thing to meet.
She was my drug, but I eventually overdosed.
Though I never gave her the thought of a proposal.
She used to stand to me to tall.
But she led me to a painful, long fall.
She was my power
But as all things do, it got too sour.
She was waiting for something to devour us.
There was a fault in our stars.
She made me feel like I was isolated, living on mars.
This wedding band meant nothing.
When it was supposed to mean something.
I’m surrounded in the thoughts of what we used to be.
You meant everything to me.
416 · May 2016
Arguing with myself
My day was fine
Except for the yelling
And the tears
and the bruises
The cussing
The fussing
The overall day was bad I guess
No, no your right
I did have a good night's sleep.
I have a roof over my head
Carpet beneath my feet
And a warm place to stay
But in the place that I stay
I have to deal with abuse
Denial
I just feel off
No I don't
I feel great.
I want to get away
but getting g away could lead to uncertainty
And you don't like uncertainty
I don't
I hate these conversations
*with myself
413 · Apr 2016
Undone
I have come undone.
My body like bandages,
a mummy roaming the earth.
I thought I was doing good
I'm fine type of thing.
I have not admitted
that I am not okay
Theres so much that I have on my plate right now.
deadlines
love
abiding
accusing
ranting
I have been in the biggest swirl of my life,
like an ice cream machine
but not so sweet
Dad is angry all the time.
Mom is tired all the time.
My sister is ****-talking all the time.
And I?
I am being depressing all the time.
No body told me life was supposed to be easy,
guess I was assuming again
My life is screeching to a halt.
I want to take a time out,
to let myself breathe
but with my life,
breaks don't exist
I want this pain to cease.
I want to seal this dilemma with a crease.
But it ain't that easy
See I walk into school
To come home
and repeat.
I expect something new to happen.
But I don't get the feeling.
****
I feel undone.
I force myself to read my life like it's a book.
But the truth is, I don't see an end anytime soon.
This novel just keeps on going
and going
and going
and going
when will it stop?
I feel undone.
I admit it.
I thought I was strong enough to handle this,
but in the midst of it all,
I now realize
*I have come undone
412 · Jun 2016
To love a poet
When a poet falls in love
Things can fall into place
or not
When you love a poet
You cant expect normality
Things inside a poet's head arnt clear.
Things the poet wants are faded.
Obscure.
When you choose to give your heart
There really is
No telling
The outcome.
The poet will try to use the words he's used so well before,
But end up stumbling upon every syllable.
Don't expect something
The breaking of hearts is not intentional.
Just a mere side effect.
Ghosts haunt the mind
Of a poet.
If you are down
To love
Expect
To be
Broken
It *****.
But in the end
Arnt we all broken?
A poet can only try
So hard
Too hard maybe
But it is you
That picks up the knife.
The poet can use words
To try to save you
Because words are all that he's ever had
And they will fail him.
Just as so many have before.
So
If that poet loves you
And says it
He means it.
i meant it
But things can only go so far
And you went over the edge.
She tested a poets words.
How is one to face suicide from a thousand miles away?
This poet cant give up
But only try so much
Before laying the pen down
And say
okay
Because you chose
*to love a poet
412 · Apr 2016
nightfall
as i set off for the night
snuggle up in my blankets,
i find the profound silence.
the single words ive been waiting to hear all day.
I view the day.
The movie, the car accident.
And i wonder,
who knew?
nighfall sets.
so i wait for the new day,
and pray for simplicity
just rolled off the tip of my brain
411 · Apr 2016
R3venge
I want to pay him back.
I want him to feel my pain.
I want him to feel what it is like to have your bones uncontrollably shake.
I want him to know what it is like to go without eating for 3 days.
I want him to feel what it is like to be choked
until your head starts to pound.
I want him to know what it is like to feel nails cutting your knees.
I want him to know what it is like to be told
you are the reason a family is failing.
I have had to feel all of these.
I have dealt with so much more than he can even remember.
I am no monster.
I am better than he ever was  and will ever be.
I will be the son who stops the line of abuse,
the train of pain.
I will not be the one to deduct respect
for ******* a ***** in the wrong direction.
I am a man.
I want revenge.
He Will feel my revenge,
my wrath,
my pain.


some day.
For my father, my own abuser. Thank you,
*******. Thanks for making me this way.
Bleeding Diamonds.
411 · Sep 2016
magic.
Magic comes from the hearts of curiosity.
The “what ifs” of the peoples soul.
Magic is the place where hope originates.
The“some how”,
The some way,
The defying the odds,
The impossible,
Or maybe,
It comes from the foolish
The illusion.
The lies,
The ignorance.
Perhaps magic comes from the fools within us.
The spin of the tables,
The rabbits that never came out of the hat.
The people who weren’t ever that noticed,
So they decided to make a coin appear from behind your ear
Just to make them ask
“how?”
So we could feel human again.
So we could get up on stage,
Take a huge bow,
And receive the applause we never received.
Maybe magic comes not from good intentions,
But a sinister plot to rule the world,
One trick at a time.
What if magic was the reality the wanderers hoped for.
Could we be living our lives wrong?
Magic being real,
And reality being fake,
Mirrors as lies,
The snake being god.
And our lives
An entire simulation.
Just magic
Right?
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