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Aspen Mar 2019
BANG!
people dead
lives wasted
minds scarred
families mourning
more friends weeping
How the hell did we come to this?

You are going to hell!
You are not a boy, you are a girl!
It is just a phase!
I will not accept this!
You are not my child anymore!

last deep breath...silence...
One life wasted
all because of
One sentence of an old book
all because of the sharpness of hate and the jaws of ignorance
How the hell did we come to this?

You need to be better than them!
You are not trying hard enough!
You are not pretty enough!
You are not enough!

last tear falls like the first raindrop of a storm...then silence
One life wasted
One dream killed
One hope shot down
with the arrow of standards
How the hell did we come to this?

You are ugly!
You are not worth it!
We do not want you around!
You should just go and **** yourself!
The world is better of without you!

One final leap as the water takes the life
One life wasted
One treasure lost
One novel unfinished
One beautiful line, cut by the sharp knife of hatred
How the hell did we come to this?  

So many lives wasted, so much grief, so much blood/ tears shed, so much sorrow.
How much longer, will we let hate be the chief?
How many more lives, will we cut short?
How many more dreams, will we shoot down?
How many more treasures will we loose?
How many more unfinished novels?
How many more? How much longer? Until we realize
We need love to conquer this cruel, real world
Aspen Mar 2019
No one understands
No one cares
No one notices
No one's there
No one sees you
No one's aware

that you are hurting
that you are in pain
No one sends their prayer
As your life turns into a nightmare
As the thing you call hope
slowly disintegrates to air
No one notices...no one is there
No one is concerned, no one cares

You are alone
Aspen Mar 2019
I am tired...
Tired of trying to quiet
the racing thoughts in my head
Tired of putting on that fake smile everyday
Tired of losing each battle everyday, knowing that I won't win this war
Tired of feeling hopeless
Tired of waking up and questioning whether I will make it through the day
Tired of the raindrops falling from my eyes onto my pillow
I'm
so
tired
of
this
life
Aspen Mar 2019
Our texts went from paragraphs
to sentences
to one worded answers
to one sided conversations...
you only check on me for one to two days, then forgot me...

So tell me, do you really care about me? If you need me to leave, I will leave.
If you think that I am clingy and annoying, tell  me! I can leave...just tell me the truth...please!
Stop pretending, you won’t have to suffer, I want you to be happy...
even if I won’t be part of that happiness
Aspen Mar 2019
The same old lies they tell me
It will get better.
              When?
I will be there for you.
           Then why did you leave?
I will check on you.
            Then where were you for the last week? I never got any messages from you.
I understand.
            Then why aren't you listening to me?Why are you not helping me?
The same old lies.
Over and over.
Different people, same lies.
It is like a ferris wheel, around and around.
Different colors and lights, but it always goes in the same direction.

The same old lies
coming from different colored tongues
The same old lies
that shot my hopes dead
The same...old...lies
that once made me believe that someone is still out there
reaching for me through the darkness
The same...old...lies
that killed that dream
of ever reaching the light
This is what it feels like when you have depression. Suddenly, everyone leaves and you are alone. They abandon you when you need them the most. Why did they have to leave me?
Aspen Mar 2019
I go through the empty actions every day...
Am I dead or alive?
I fake every smile and force every laugh...
Am I dead or alive
I feel nothing but hopelessness, sadness, and guilt
Am I dead or alive
I cut my skin to numb the pain
Am I dead or alive
My greatest desire is to cease to exist...
I guess I’m more dead than alive
What depression feels like
Aspen Mar 2019
Where is home? Where is the place that I belong?
Where is a place I can go to
When I need someone to rely on?
No one can handle my tameless spirit
No one can handle my burning passion
I am alone...
No one understands why I feel this way
I am alone...

I guess there is no place I can call home
I guess there is no place where I can unleash my tameless lion
Where I can let my fiery Phoenix fly
There is no place where I can truly be me
There is no place where I can truly be free
I guess there is no place where I can truly be at home

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