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959 · Jun 2013
Hurt
Jillian Jun 2013
I’m the girl
that falls asleep at dawn
Lying in bed with eyes wide open
Bright Eyes exploding in my ears
As I awake, with woe and renewal
of life, I grab the knife
I feel the blood drain
drain from myself
My soul, my mind, my pity
I begin to think of you
The pain I caused you
The loneliness I faced you with
I want centre doom
Like one of the 9 levels of hell
I just want silence
Silence filled with emptiness
For you see, I seek clarity
Yet in the end
I only to receive nostalgia
I wrote this during a time where I was going through some deep depression and self harm. This is my first post of a poem on here, so I'm not expecting anything to come of it, just that it speaks to people.
472 · Feb 2014
Sad Desolation
Jillian Feb 2014
It’s so very strange
how tears and sadness work so beautifully together.  
Alas, they also bring such desolation when united as well.
They will tear your heart, yet in the most divinely sinister way possible.
They will demand to strain you of your emotions at once.
They will crumble you to emptiness in a matter of seconds.
They will drain you of your happiness swiftly and fiercely.
Together, they create a ticking bomb in your spirits
a leech on your heart.
And as soon as you realize the signs of their coming.
Darling, your timing is too late.

— The End —