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Joanna Jan 2012
Take my hand.
Lets grow together.
We can learn to love,
And throw away our hate.
We can learn to fly,
To get away from here.
We can learn to hold,
So I'll never lose you.
We can learn to forget,
To lose the pain from our past.
We can learn.
We can grow.
Together.
Just take my hand.
Joanna Dec 2011
The razor sits.
It stares.
It calls.
It follows.


She takes it.
Hides it.
Holds it.
Uses it.


The matches rest.
They watch.
They shout.
They stalk.


He captures them.
Conceals them.
Strokes them.
Lights them.
Joanna Dec 2011
I feel the rain pouring over me.
My head raised.
My face to the sky.
I can say it.
Though it's hard to believe.
I'm alive.
The rain.
Like the tears from my eyes.
A down pour of emotions.
My emotions.
The feelings I've kept locked away.
Set free by my screams.
My soul awakened,
My heart still shaking.
Take my hand.
Hold me close.
Don't leave me.
Never leave me.
I couldn't take it if you left.
I've already lost my mind.
Joanna Dec 2011
The sun goes down.
Tears bubble up.
A new found frown.
Your words aren't enough.




She holds the knife.
Safely at her wrists.
It is her life.
Now use your wits.




The cup of water waits.
The pills make noise and shake.
Do something or it will be too late.
From this nightmare she must wake.




The blood, it drips and stains.
The girl is not the same.
The outcome, it is plain.
She has to die to hide the shame.




Run through the rain to help her.
Forget the past and lies.
The world is all a blur.
She cannot die.




You burst inside too late.
Her body lay on the floor.
On this date.
You wish you could have done more.




Your nightmare begins.
You just want her back.
There's no one that wins.
Now she is who you lack.




Restless nights come towards you.
Her cold eyes stare hard.
Was there something you could do?
No one would dare play that card.




Months pass with regretful days.
You lean to cutting.
Nothing can ease these pains.
Your mind is running.




You can't take it anymore.
On the bathroom floor you sit.
You cannot fix your broken core.
Every word said makes it lit.




You take the knife to your skin.
You want to end the same as she.
The lights start to dim.
But something else is the key.




You grab the water and the pills.
You chug them down.
Your final will.
You won't share the crown.




The lights fade out.
Your hearing goes.
Now you have no doubt.
You leave your foes.




To meet with her again is all you ever craved.
Now you might see her.
Now you are in your grave.
But it is all a blur.




You know not where you are.
Darkness all around you.
Locked behind these bars.
What will you do?
Joanna Dec 2011
You say things that hurt me.
I just bite my lip.
Hold back my tears.
I won't let this flip.


Whenever I reply,
you make it about you.
So I'll keep my mouth shut.
I'll let you do what you do.


Because you do it best.
You liar you.
I still care for you though.
So could you think this through?


I am not the enemy.
Or maybe I am?
How could I not be?
I mean ****.


I'm messed up in the head.
Sorry if I curse.
But I've ****** up.
Yet you act like you're worse.


Don't you see you're amazing?
I'm just cold.
I want you to be happy.
So I fall into the mold.


The one you have built for me.
It's how you want me to be.
So I'll stay by your side silent.
While you get to talk free.


Deep breaths.
Restless turns.
I hate this world.
My heart, it burns.


Forget what I've said.
I want to go.
But I love you too much.
I've fallen too low.


I'll stay behind.
Let you have your fun.
You run and hide.
I watch the sun.


The brightness burns you.
It helps me.
So goodbye.
I want to be free.
Joanna Dec 2011
A glance.
My heart rate increases.
My stomach fills with butterflies.
My face gets hot.
My hands shake.
My lip trembles.
It's happening.
It's too late to go back.
I've fallen.
Hard.
Cold.
On the floor.
Alone.
You haven't caught me.
You've left me to rot.
Joanna Nov 2011
I can't get enough of you.
You're careful not to lob my heart.
Though you don't feel for me.
It hurts honestly.
I'm being eaten from the inside.
Flay my skin.
I do it out of rancor for myself.
But then you smile.
Adorn.
I've fallen.
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