Love me
Hate me
Do whatever you want with me
I'm apart of your life
I'm the shadow you can't walk over
I'm the whispers on the wind
Telling you to end it
Love me
Hate me
Do whatever you want with me
I'm apart of your life
Get used to the torment
I'm not leaving anytime soon
Love me
Hate me
Do whatever you want with me
Because I simply love you
And don't plan on stopping
Anytime soon

Grown numb to your ways you don't care what I say don't be surprise when things don't go your way
Tilt your head forward trying to state down
No one cares now why worry about it not
Mindless drone you don't know me texting always on the phone
You my humiliate other but when someone fixes you lip play the victim
Starting it and finishing it lots of actions and thoughts
One gets done the others just begun
Feel the words flow emotions  come out and together makes things sound meaningful and stronger together

March 10, 2009
This is my first entry in this diary
My name is Landon
I have one brother
He is the idol of the family
I have to be exactly like him
But I'm nothing in his shadow

March 15, 2009
Story of my life
My girlfriend dumped me
For her best friend
She really broke my heart
I have scars to prove it

March 23, 2009
My dad just beat me again
He said I should of been aborted
He says I'm the reason for his alcoholism
He blames me for my moms death
She died in a car wreck
I was crying in the back

April 5, 2009
I have really nothing left to fight for
My teachers try to help me
They just don't understand my life
Even when I try to explain it
But every body thinks I'm exaggerating

April 7, 2009
Just found out my grandma died
She was the only person I honestly loved
She would bake me cookies
They were the best
She knew how to make me smile
And now she's gone

April 14, 2009
My dad just tried killing me
He choked me half to death
I hate my life
Bet nobody will miss me if I ended it
Maybe I should

April 15, 2009
Best friend talked me off a ledge
I love his crazy ***
He is always there for me
I'm glad he is there for me
Dude is my brother

April 20, 2009
My ex just came to talk to me
She wants me back
Her best friend cheated on her
I told her yes
Maybe that was a mistake

April 24, 2009
Relationship...FAIL
Life...WASTE
FML
Best friend isn't around to help me
I just cut myself again
Whoops got blood on the paper

December 16, 2009
Sorry I haven't written in a while Diary
People probably would think this is gay
For a guy to be writing in a diary
But your the only thing that can listen
To everything I have to say
Quick update though
Nothing has gotten better
Everything has gotten worse

January 1, 2010
I fell in love with a goddess!
She is the best thing that could happen in my life
She is a poet and wrote the most beautiful poem I have ever read
She called me her perfect, beautiful demonic curse
She loves me too
I'm...happy...this is what it feels like huh?

February 14, 2010
I just went on a date with my girlfriend
Came home to my dads fist
It was suppose to be a good day
And an even better evening
She doesn't even know what goes on in my life
I don't want to bring her into this hell

February 20, 2010
She said I was being distant
She asked for an explanation
I told her I couldn't tell her
For her I wasn't going to tell her
She asked if there was another girl
I told her I was loyal like a ******* puppy dog
She still ended up breaking up with me

I just can't do anything right

April 2, 2010
I almost killed myself yesterday
I know it was April Fool's day
But I'm not joking
I'm planning my death I'll keep you posted when I decide
Diary...I love you.

June 14, 2010
I think in about two days I will be prepared
To end my life
Best friend is gone and I can't get a hold of him
Mother is dead and it's my fault according to my father
Father is an alcoholic
Brother doesn't want to listen to me
Nobody cares anymore

June 16, 2010
This will be my final entry
Diary, I'm sorry but I can't take it anymore
I already have 47 different pills ready to take
A 45 locked and loaded
Ready to scatter these unbearable thoughts across prison walls
I already slit my wrist again
Goodbye my friend
I love you

This is Landon's story
A kid that committed suicide
He was 16 years old
He died June 16, 2010
Time unknown
Don't let this be you
I don't want to write your name
Into the Diary of Broken Souls

When the time comes I pray the Lord gives me the Guts....

                               To Be A Hero!

Cuz I dont want to be remembered...
I just don't want to be forgotten
And with no guts
I have no glory
No author to my story,

I just want to know i saved a life
just like he saved mine
because I wanna be like him so much
That I want to make that sacrifice
                                    For love...
people call me "crazy"
                                cuz I said "I'd jump..."
jump in front of a hundred bullets
                               in front of a speeding train,
                                                             out of a plane....
if I knew it meant someone else could live
My woman says I'm selfish
                              cuz what about her...
and I reply, "what if it was her..."

My soul wants to save you all
but my body can only shield one...
My mind thinks of ways...
hoping my words can do it all...
shield,
          save,
                  and change
Each thought, each syllable..
that flows deep within my veins
I hope they come out ****** and such,

                                         Covered in a whole lot of Guts...

Lord give me the guts to be Hero...
            Because I know...
Only You can save the world!!!

The wind whips
Train whistle blows
The sun that won't come out today shares what little light it can
Spreads it's gray shadow over his tiny features
His little freckled nose
His almond eyes, lashes reaching for the heavens
His plump little lips
His breath a symphony of sleepy sounds
Dreaming the morning dew
His tiny little hands reach for momma
They work so hard to do that which comes easy for yours and mine
His copper hair lays over the pale skin of his cheek
I can't help but steal a kiss
I made you
Out of me
And I will love you
Unconditional, never ending, all enduring
My little man

Seats sat around standing tables
void of conversation,
whilst waitresses danced around the homeless
clearing up their desperation with no fuss-
just a cloth wipe across the surface
and a smile to a lonely face;
hard wood walls closed in like
coffin-lid, coffin-hinged cases.

One man alone in the corner held hands with his coffee cup and looked up hoping for familiar faces.

And his finger snapped around the rim,
for this cup of coffee
was his only drink of the day.

And his fingers broke around its handle,
for this cup of coffee
was his wick and leathered-spine candle.

And his fingers melded to the cup,
because this cup of coffee
burnt like coughed-up cigarette ****-stubs.