These feelings need to die
Because they aren't doing me any good.
They've already grown roots-
Holding onto the deepest part of my mind.
& it *****.
It really really *****.
Cause it's all I think about.
It's all I see when I turn around.
& I know, oh, I know,
How dangerous these thoughts can be.
So I'll grab a knife to
Cut out these silly little feelings.
I'll take a hammer
And nail my heart up.
I'll layer bricks high
Just to keep you out of sight.
& though it might hurt just a tad,
It's probably better this way.

Sitting here alone
Chilled to the bone
I think of only sad things.

But the music in the street
Makes me bounce to the beat
Happiness tugging at my strings.

I begin to smile,
The first time in a while.
and that bird in my heart again sings.

I may be alone,
But at least I am home
And that bird can now stretch her wings.

Come walk with me and let us
shuffle grains of sand beside
the sea.
She makes love with me
washes up all over me
froths and foams and combs in waves
she makes a slave of me
come walk with me
she makes this mister,mister mystery
and mystifies
in her I live and die
she gives
I sigh
and live and die
unto eternity
come walk with me.

Write... me
let your words describe me
How you want me
Write pages and pages of every detail
So I know what I need to become
Handcuff me and don't let me run
Force me to be the way you want
don't let me run
cause your pages and pages of fake description is better than having none.

I have to stay strong while you leave me
to write my own self
You left
why do you always leave
leave me in my tangled words
leave me to figure it out on my own
leave me to think about not thinking about you
leave me to my own thoughts of
did you leave me or did I run .

so comeback and write me
write me the way you want
Handcuff me and don't let me run

what is life?
are we actually all living?
we all have this planned life we want to have;
finish school,
have a good job,
get married,
have kids,
grow old,
then die.
Its a routine,
designed for us to live
a "happy life"
how many of us are actually happy
how many people can truthfully say
"I'm happy and I love my life."
not many, I'm sure.
We all say to make the best of things
to live in the present.
you only live once,
take risks and never regret anything you do.
But some people, are just tired
tired of taking risks and it ending badly
having to regret things they have done,
since it changed them drastically.
I say that we should try to live life as much as we can,
we could die any moment,
and as much of us are sad a lot, or say
"I wanna die."
Only some truly mean it.
This isn't living,
its surviving.
-te

Why suicide?
1. I'm too stressed out.
2. Life will end anyways, so why not die now?
3. Someone's ****** at me for doing something.
4. I'm drunk/high.
5. Life *****!
6. No one likes me.
Why live?
1. Stress can be relieved in other ways.
2. You have a great future ahead of you if you work hard.
3. Try to seek forgiveness. If this fails, seek forgiveness.
4. Seek rehab.
5. Life has its ups and downs. It will get better.
6. Someone loves you, even if you don't know them.

She's the love of my life.
From the top of her head,
to the bottoms of her feet.

She's the love of my life,
but not in the way you would think.

She's the love of my life.
She's the light of my day,
and the dark of my night.

She's the love of my life.
She's the water of the tide
and the stars in the sky.

She's the love of my life.
That won't ever change.
I love her with all of my head,
and she knows that.