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 Oct 2016
Andie May ostrander
She placed herself alone in a room with her thoughts that were dark.
She danced with the demons that lived in her head and she didn't fall apart.
This girl that I once knew with eyes so blue, danced with the demons inside of her head.
She spoke with them calmly and danced with them till dawn.
So they wouldn't cry when she was dead.
 Aug 2015
Andie May ostrander
I've always tried to  hold everything together.
Pain or love threw any weather.
But even the strong know the week.
It hurts when you get knocked down but you get back up, cant sleep.
I hope you know this in every word I speak.
Because one day I'll be gone.
All that will remain are forgotten melody's to a broken song.
I can never claim everything will be all rite.
because we all know what hides inside our heads at night.
Even when I've lost my fight
And I don't wake agene at the end of a night.
Just put your faith in the sick, deprived, and un-holly
Because death is all it seems will take you wholly
 Jul 2015
Lost
Suicide,
Last in life,
Cannot find,
My own meaning.

Wish I knew,
What to do,
Cos I'm drowning.

I call her up,
Won't give up,
I know she's listening.

I left her a message,
On her machine.
I said I miss you,
Please save me.

I have these *awful
thoughts,
In my head.
I'm the monster under my bed.

My own head is a trap,
And I know,
*She'd kick my *** if I thought about that.
She'd kick it good.
 Jul 2015
Lost
Doing what I do best, while I ball my eyes out.
I'm seeing blurred lines for real this time.
And as I grabbed a blade, I just couldn't cut.
So I balled a fist, and just couldn't hit.
I found a rope, tied it up like girl scouts,
And you know what they say:
IF THE NOOSE ******* FITS.

A million times I've wondered,
What writing a suicide note feels like.
And maybe this is it,
Because as I scrawl these words,
I feel my still beating heart
DYING IN MY CHEST.

Imagine your greatest love,
Now stand it on a stool,
Give it a piece of paper, a pen, and a piece of rope.
Now tell it you love it, so much it ******* HURTS,
And then watch it write it loves you too,
And jump off the stool FEET FIRST.

But the rope breaks,
Now you're crying, screaming at the sky,
YOU SAID I HAD A PURPOSE,
WAS IT ALL A ******* LIE?!

Is this what you wanted for your grand ******* PLAN?
Now I'm a crazy *******, talkin' to the man upstairs.
While he sits and he watched me crumble inside-out,
If you wanted me broken then you've done it,
ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?

No.
I'm not done, I lean right back into it, because while you may be happy,
I'M IN ******* RUINS.

I can't settle for no, it isn't my vocabulary, and so I write:
Dear Dear Diary,
I've been beaten and bruised,
Choked and abused,
But what is this sickening, tightening feeling...

I'll take a slit throat over slit dreams anyway,
A stab in the brain before a stab in the heart,
So go ahead, punch me, hurt me, cut me, **** me.
But don't take away what keeps me **BREATHING
Yeah, I'm upset.
 Jul 2015
Lost
She's irritating,
A noise making machine,
She never shuts up,
I see her in my dreams.

I can't fight it,
But when she's gone,
I have a feeling,
It won't be long.

Before I tear her hair out,
I scream and shout,
I let my emotion run free,
I can't help the way I feel baby.

I was cold and alone,
No one to hold,
And she was absent from my head.

I felt the world's weight,
No laughs to share,
My reality came crumbling,
Into Nightmare.

I found her sitting,
Upon the shore,
Of that firery brimstone,
Lair.

Thank imaginary beings,
Thank the stars and the earth,
I had finally found her,
Beneath the hurt.

I can't explain it,
But I hate her so much,
However, without her,
I wouldn't exist.
Love Hate Relationships ****.
 Jul 2015
PrttyBrd
Under my skin, under my skin
Creeping and crawling from within
Lures and hooks and flopping fins
Baited traps and thus begins
Twisted minds and wants akin
Vanity, gluttony, lustful sins
Broken rules and patience thin
Bidding done and taught wherein
Duty begs no questioning
Naught but a glance, now bow to Gwyn
Gwyn- Celtic God of the Underworld

copyright©PrttyBrd 22/01/2014
 Jun 2015
Passius Ashe
It won't be long till
water costs more than oil
©  Passius Ashe  2015
 Jun 2015
Andie May ostrander
They tell you that you'll never do anything
say your not worth the fight
They say to keep In your lane
You'll never get the chance to change
They tell you to fall in line
March to the same beet and to the same time  
They tell you its their world you live in
like its a privilege to be living
They tell you to act the same
I tell you.. to .forget what they tell you.
I hured this on the news the other day
a small girl tuck her life away
Because she had a skip in her step
and didn't followed the rest
They told her she wasn't cool
Made her look like a foul
She said she had enough
Like the world was to tuff
So in her last final words
she showed the world how bad it
do you see   how your words **** the kids with worth
Because they believe in the lie
Feel like its their time
When the world could be so much better
If that girl never wrote that letter
They tell you to fall in line
they tell you that you'll be fine
if you'll just follow suet
Forget the girl that knew
that not everyone is the same
Life's not meant to be lived that way
But oh well they'll tell you
like its your job to follow
Like you have to obey
the rules make everyone the same
and that if you just step away
the entire world will brake
forget those words
forget what they tell you
If you need me I will protect you
 May 2015
Lianna Walters
Fake smile,
           Dried eyes,
                       Scratched wrists,
                                         Bruised thighs,
                                                         White pills,
                                                                      Rope tied,
                                                                                Gun loaded,
                                                                                                     *Suicide.
Can I die now?
 Apr 2015
Andie May ostrander
I'm going to tell you, a story of a girl.
Her name douse not matter, she is lost to the world.
She cried out with the rain.
Everyone she talked to knew she was not the same.
When they asked her, she said she was fine.
But when they turned their backs, she cried all the time.
Only one person knew, how bad she really was.
She held the girl and cried with her.
And said it was all rite.
One day the girl could take no more.
She had lost her fight.
But her friend called to wish her good night.
when she said she was fine, she hured how lost was her fight.
The friend hured her friends voice that broke.
Knew the girl had broken he faith.
And rushed over a moment to late.
The girl hung up the phone.
She stud up on her chair.
And saw the headlights racing up.
But se had said her good byes and had enough.
A moment to late her friend pushed open the gate.
And ran up trying to save.
She ran calling out her friends name.
But inside she knew it was to late.
As she opened up the door.
Her hear broke she fell on the floor
The girl hung her stereo playing her friends favorite song.
She loved her dear friend, and never wished their friendship an end.
But now her friend was gone
She had hung their for long.
At home her mother avoided her broken daughter.
And her dad all but forgot her.
She looked out at the moon.
And felt like a ghost now.
She played the dead friend her favorite song.
And put the rope around her neck.
She felt abandon, she felt broken.
And to the pearly gates.
He dead girl did make, and she meat her friend but it wasn't like it had bean.
he friend wisent all the way dead
So the girl told her o go back home and said she was whir she belonged to.
That she only meant to do this to herself
and that she never meant to make her friend hate herself
So she closed her friends eyes
and said her goodbyes
she sent her back to continue her fight.
 Apr 2015
Andie May ostrander
Dad
She calls out your name not in words
but in the looks on her face
She knows you wont stay
And the pain she is willing to take
All she ever wanted was for her dad to tell her he loved her
and the fact that he never did
made her broke
Now she is damaged goods
and she hates the looks they 'arnt good
Her friends treat her like she labeled fragile
and her heart is stone
But she keeps on that face she always hade to paste  on
Sitting in her room going threw her dads pitchers she brakes down her toper blows
and now she's crying because she wants her dad back
but god made him go
and she is left all alone
now in heaven he looks down
his daughter he sense her on the ground and he has one regret
he did love his daughter
but he had to go
 Apr 2015
Andie May ostrander
SIN
You see she falls, another angel lost
You watch as they hit her, another Kingdome gone
Why don't you help her when she calls out to you?
Broken with no sound
She feels like a sin.
A sin that never should have bean.
So put the gun to her head.
You watch on and now she is dead
She's drowned herself so many times
and at the bottom of a bottle she thinks that It will solve her problem's
And you watch on she pop's her pills
Yellow green and blue
She hop's that you knew
That she's drowning herself In her sin
because she Is the angel that never should have bean
she puts the gun up to her head
Feeling like a sin
Broken the tears In her eyes are long gone
Now she just wants to be seat free
She pulls the trigger and she's moved on
because she knew all you would do was look on
 Apr 2015
Andie May ostrander
broken little dream
you sit at the edge of a bath or a sink
you think the world it deadly that you find it to hard to breath
yes death is easy
and life is the hard part
But your skin should never be torn apart
yes death douse sadden us
We cant have love without pain
But you wont hear the words that i say
i cant make you stop it
i cant make you stay
but that razor that you hold
is a permanent solution
to a problem that will go away
So to put these words gently
Broken little dream,
You must chose to live
because a life without you is not worth living
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