just leave me alone your in my dreams, my mind, what i see when i close my eyes, im tired i cant sleep and i dont try to think or blink, its like your everywhere i just want you to leave me alone you hurt me so bad, cant you just let me be? every time i hear your name i want to cry because im trying so hard to forget you but your still in my mind, i want you to leave my mind, my dreams, i want you to stop being the only thing i see when i close my eyes, i want to sleep,when your laying there sound asleep are you dreaming about me like i dream and think of you or are you thinking about someone else, dont answer that question, i already know the answer.........just leave me alone, i want to sleep, i want to be happy, i want to smile again and not have to worry about being hurt again

do you think i wanted this
do you think this is the way i thought it would turn out
do you think im sorry for my scars
you should love someone for everything about them, even if they have scars or if they have a bad past, love should be that moment when you look at someone and they make you happy, when you hear that someones voice all you can think about is happy thoughts and you could forget everything thats going on around you, you should love someone for them and for being themselves

When I was little, I stuck scissors into the electrical outlet
something I never would have had the urge to do if my parents hadn't told me it was dangerous
I was a rocket pop, always standing too close to the edge,
always carrying a matchbook in my pocket

I'm not the only one who flirts with death
Death is the quarterback, death is the prettiest ******* the cheerleading team
Death is popular at parties
And when someone seems so out of my reach like that, I tend to romanticize them

So I fantasized about pills that shone like pearls
I envisioned ribs sticking out from my skeletal frame, finally frail enough to ****** the object of my desires
I thought about razor blades scattered like flower petals on the bathroom floor
Etching memento moris into my skin
I dreamed of fenders and pavement rushing up to meet my lips for one last kiss

God, I had the biggest crush on death
But so did everyone else
And I saw them falling further in love as if they were tumbling from a skyscraper
This is not a love poem, this is a goodbye
Because I have instead become infatuated with beautiful things
I am a creator, so I must stop destroying myself

Dear death
I don't want to be just another girl who doesn't look when she crosses the street, hoping to meet you on the other side
I will be okay on my own, and I'll keep the scissors locked up in the craft cabinet