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Apr 2015 · 1.4k
the psych ward
no one Apr 2015
i spent a week
in the behavioral center
psych ward
mental hospital

they said three to five days
they said they wanted to monitor
i spent a week

simplistic routine
group and rec therapy
all so they could see
why
i was feeling the things i felt

asking questions
getting personal
i spent a week

new medication
new friends
new experiences
new diagnosis

all from the psych ward

i notice it everywhere now
why i do the things i do

bipolar
a simple word that explains
EVERYTHING

it all makes sense
the decisions i make
that i wouldn’t normally make

it all makes sense
the racing thoughts
twenty four seven three sixty five

it all makes sense
the excessive shopping
with money i don’t have

it all makes sense
my mouth and my brain
racing
but not on the same track

it all makes sense

i spent a week
in the psych ward



-k.l.
Mar 2015 · 1.1k
russian roulette
no one Mar 2015
it's all just a big game of
russian roulette
and i'm running out of empty barrels



-k.l.
Mar 2015 · 1.1k
addiction
no one Mar 2015
do you ever have the desire
to just cut
and
open your skin
and
watch yourself bleed?

not for any reason
not because you want to release
not because you need to cope
not because you are sad

but just because you want to.

it's in those moments,
when it's no longer a coping mechanism
when it's no longer a release
when there's no longer a reason

it's simply addiction



-k.l.
Oct 2014 · 613
release
no one Oct 2014
and she cried
completely alone again

ugly red letters carved into her skin



-k.l.
Sep 2014 · 12.9k
suicide
no one Sep 2014
she was slightly suicidal

partly crazy

but mostly alone



-k.l.
Aug 2014 · 2.9k
i must
no one Aug 2014
i must be allergic to kindness
because i don't receive any
i must be a pathetic loser
because my blades are my only friends
i must be lonely and alone
because i am always ignored
i must be dead
because i feel nothing but numb

i must be skinny
because i don't eat, right?

wrong



-k.l.
Jul 2014 · 1.1k
time
no one Jul 2014
sometimes time heals things that aren't necessarily broken



-k.l.
Jul 2014 · 723
breakdown
no one Jul 2014
tears rolled down her face
and
her chin rested on the porcelain toilet bowl
and
the white paper towel slowly stained red with her blood



-k.l.
May 2014 · 1.6k
unimportant
no one May 2014
no matter what anyone else says or does
the world will always make you feel
small
and insignificant
and worthless



-k.l.
May 2014 · 844
she pretends
no one May 2014
her skin is smooth, the scars are gone
but little do you know
she acts like everything's okay
yet she feels like she's alone

did you check her stomach?
and did you see her hips?
there's pain inside her eyes
and a fake smile on her lips



-k.l.
May 2014 · 8.0k
painted nails
no one May 2014
i painted my nails so i would feel pretty
but it didn't really work
what a shame, such a pity



-k.l.
May 2014 · 3.2k
12:01
no one May 2014
you said you'd always love me
that much i knew was true
but how could you possibly love me
with blood dripping down my wrist at 12:02?



-k.l.
May 2014 · 846
last night
no one May 2014
i have bruises where you bit me
and scars from where i cut
your words were so deceiving
but now i'm out of luck



-k.l.
May 2014 · 351
untitled
no one May 2014
he said to her,
"i love you"
and she smiled as she returned the favor
and wrote it down on a piece of paper
for all the world to see



-k.l.
May 2014 · 1.6k
lowercase
no one May 2014
such a small word
blending into the background
always making an appearance
but never recognized
so used
so beaten up
so lost among the swirling fog
such a simple concept
but as familiar to us as water
slowly trickling over our sentences
over our words
embellishing our writing without us even knowing
sometimes
i like to think
that we should become more aware
of the little things
of the tiny details
of the lowercase
in our lives



-k.l.
May 2014 · 420
untitled (10w)
Apr 2014 · 500
writer's block
no one Apr 2014
words are screaming inside me
but i can't make sense of it all
i want to write
but instead
i think i'll draw
perfect little horizontal lines
all over my skin



-k.l.
Apr 2014 · 1.2k
silent
no one Apr 2014
the girl who once had so much to say
is now afraid to open her mouth



-k.l.
Apr 2014 · 1.7k
my scars
no one Apr 2014
everyone thinks i'm doing okay
"your scars are gone!" they happily say
"yeah" i reply with a quiet smile
they were gone for a little while

little do you know, i'm actually worse
everything that happens to me just hurts
i fake a smile and put on a show
just so no one has to know

the demons inside me are attacking my mind
screaming fights going on and they're far from kind
the cuts i make are my only escape
releasing me from the words of hate

i know it looks like my scars are gone, but think
maybe i've just gotten better at hiding them



-k.l.
Apr 2014 · 494
e.d.
no one Apr 2014
binge and purge
rinse and repeat
fake a smile
and never eat
never let them in on it
never let them see
they'll never hear your silent cry
they'll never hear your plea



-k.l.
Apr 2014 · 953
when i hate myself
no one Apr 2014
have you ever wanted
to cut your wrists
so much
that you bleed out

so much
that all you feel is numb
and raw

have you ever wanted
to starve yourself
so much
to the point of starvation

so much
that your thighs don't touch
and all the fat is gone

have you ever wanted
to end it all
so much
that you dream about it

so much
because when you're finally gone
it'll be so much easier for everyone else



-k.l.

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