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The old me in chains,
Screaming, ready to be killed,
The new me refuses.
 Nov 2014 Call Me Satan
disease
**** me
love me
crush me
hold me
hug me
its all lies and your surprised open up your eyes and see thats not me just one of your ****** up fantasies why you hate me I don't see the pain your feeling just watching it go by and you won't see me cry so **** me but i won't die don't you think I've tried stop speaking your lies tell me the truth for a the first time do you even love me like you say you do
 Nov 2014 Call Me Satan
disease
you really think I'm ok don't you and they call me sick are you smoking crack can't you see the slits on my wrist but I'm fine every things all right are you sure i can make it through the night i don't want to fight but at the same time i do i don't know whats wrong with me but i sure as hell know whats wrong with you can't you see I'm slowly bleeding out on the floor are you sure every things all right but I'm dying tonight because every days a fight and I'm using all my might and i had enough pain to last forever and i don't want to feel this way any more i don't want to feel at all good bye this is the end of my life so good bye
 Nov 2014 Call Me Satan
disease
im a lier
a guy who sets fires
hopes for love
and prays for death
hope this poem is my last words
and i hope this wonderful life to
finally meet is end maybe i will defend this life one more time or i will just end it with a knife i know I'm not perfect just stop pointing out my flaws i wish i could lock my jaws so i would stop saying stupid **** i hate this life why god you put me in these shoes people have no idea how many drugs i abused
How to successfully live our life,
is revealed when helping others live theirs.

-Joseph B Schneider
© Joseph B Schneider. All rights reserved
Once we die the materialistic aspects of life dies,
but if your actions live on you're trully imortal.
Don't allow yourself to feel "dumb" or "stupid" based on your inability to achieve something you care little about.

-Joseph B Schneider
© Joseph B Schneider. All rights reserved
He sings a song so sweet and soft
As he strokes your smooth skin
He soothes your pain and eases your worries
And he blocks out all of the din
The light flickers but you are weary
Your mind is slowing down
Something glints in the corner of your eye
But you're too tired to even frown
Your vision blurs as you slump to the floor
His voice permeates your soul
You realise now what was glinting
You struggle to rise but can't reach your goal
His song has grown sinister and twisted
As he brandishes the knife
You are helpless and hopeless
In the final moments of your life
Happy Halloween everyone
One day, I will look at the

s    t     a    r    s.

How they shine,
how they make me smile,
how they add a wonderful hue to the pitch black sky.

But as of now, all I have to do is to look at

y    o    u.

How you shine,
how you make me smile,
how you add a wonderful hue
to a darkness-consumed person like
me.
random notes. thought of this one night last week. enjoy your day! and look at the stars! Haha
 Oct 2014 Call Me Satan
Just Melz
She cries late
                  every night
     Turns off all the
                           lights
         Sits in bed
bawls
             her eyes out
      in the dark
Cutting out pieces
      of her heart
No one can see
                          the scars
           of her sewing
back up her chest
       Soon she will be
             an empty shell
        Hopefully
                    putting her soul to rest
If her heart
                    is no longer there
It can't get broken,
              right?
If no one can see
                          the tears
Then she never cried,
                     right?
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