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Claire Elizabeth Oct 2013
Tis only 7 o'clock and life already has me down
With the solemn tick tocks of the clock
And the feeling of time passing
The only consolation that tomorrow might actually
Get
Here
The vague sense of not belonging is plaguing me
Once again
But I can't seem to shake it
No
Not this time
The wind howling my name outside my window
Knocking it's icy fists on the panes
Tryin' to get in and shake my
Bones till they rattle in their sockets
So I huddle under the covers of my bed
And
Hope
Nothing comes in
Because it's
7 o'clock
And life has already beaten me down
Claire Elizabeth Oct 2013
I'm sorry


For


Being


Such


A


Little


*****
Claire Elizabeth Oct 2013
Death is the poor man's doctor
Claire Elizabeth Oct 2013
She was too selfish to share
Her feelings with the rest of the family
So she faded
Kind of like the rainbow after the prettiest
She blended into the whole
But no one noticed her sudden disappearances
Into the confines of her bedroom
Where there were CD's and music
And blades and pills
And then one day
She didn't come back out.
Claire Elizabeth Sep 2013
How funny it is to actually be aware that nobody likes you
How rare it is that people should like you
And how peculiar it is that you don't seem to care on the outside
But you can cover it up just so to the point that
Nobody can see
How much
You actually
Care
Because really, everybody just wants to be loved
And you need more people to love you
Than hate you
Because hate is so strong a feeling that it radiates
That blackness that only you can feel
And it cripples the very heart you thought you had
The emanation of unrestrained dislike
Is like a crushing blow
So that when people tell you
Straightforward
That nobody likes you
You just want to sob
Like my friend
Joshua
Used to like him
Now he hates me
Can't see why, exactly
But he made me think about things I haven't thought about in a long time
Just by saying
Everybody
Hates
You
Claire Elizabeth Sep 2013
I almost took a blade to my skin again
Can't quite remember when exactly
I was too hyped up on over the counter medicine
My memory kind of fogged after the first one
I think I did it a few nights ago
But I can't be sure
I apologize though
I know I disappoint you
I am so very sorry
Claire Elizabeth Sep 2013
Dear World whom she fears,
When she is dead (which is now)
She hopes you feel it (but you don't)
Because she wants to be missed (not really)
And she wants people to know her story (she doesn't though)
But people don't know pain (not fully)
Until they are pain (she always was)
Until they become and embrace it (make love with pain)
Things get so much easier (only after death)
And things get simply quiet (deathly silent)
She got well (trust her)
But it was only after things got too far (and they did)
And that was after you said you hated her (on a regular basis)
She is strangely okay with that now.
*(She committed suicide)
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