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Brandi May 2013
This is from the mind of the deranged--
Little did I know, I had a pleasure for carnage.

It always made me intoxicated.
To conceive the crying children,

As they pray to their begetter--
For a place of refuge.

I explicitly annotate--
It's not me who you resent.

I have so much tribulation--
I wish I was habitual.

But I'm afraid I am a bit melancholy--
Which leads me to foresee.

Many deaths that are to be--
Between this fraudulent identity.
Brandi May 2013
I wish you would just leave!
You crowd all the space I have to think,
And speak!

You ***** me up in school,
I always am acting a fool,
because I can't seem to forget you.

Why can't you just go?
You seemed to move on,
So why can't I do so?

Love hurts, I know.
Don't even tell me--
You wouldn't even think so.
Brandi May 2013
I feel numb.
I cut because I want to feel.
I can't tell you why exactly I cut,
Or why I feel numb,
Or why I am who I am.

Is that a good enough answer for you?
Brandi May 2013
She is so strong.
Beautiful, with the most bleach blonde hair,
You know it's all natural.

She climbs the tree without fear,
Of falling and getting hurt.

Such a strong little girl.
Oh how I love her so.

Although we fight,
I know she know's that I will always love her,
And that I am the older sister,
That will help her become a wonderful young woman.

I will guide her through the madness of this world.
I will be her shoulder to cry on when a boy breaks her heart.

I will lift her back up on her feet.
Brandi May 2013
The feeling of being alone,
Of feeling worthless.

Those days you just don't feel like getting out of bed,
And going to work,
Because what's the point?

You think you are crazy.
But it's okay, really.

Most have this condition,
Including me.

It's called Depression.
Brandi May 2013
This is so unreal.
I thought you could never steal from me,
But somehow you took my heart.

It's not that I didn't play my part.
You just never showed any interest,
In loving me.
Brandi Apr 2013
Was what we had real?
I like to believe so.

But then I remember..
Why it never worked out anyways.

But why am I still mulling over the fact,
of not being able to see you?

Why do I believe I still love you,
When you hurt me..

By telling everybody my biggest fear.
My life lived..

I was yours to cherish, and hold.
But I guess you made a mistake.

You'll never find someone like me again
Your loss..
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