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I'll pretend
Once again
That I don't feel bad
I'll pretend that I don't feel anything at all
While I slowly strip my walls that are already empty and stranded
While I quickly rediscover how depressed my soul is and how hollow the hole in my heart is
I'll pretend
Once again
That I'm okay,
but on the inside I don't feel like being here at all
I just want to wallow and listen to music until I have to pretend again or figure out how to end my pain
So I'll pretend
That once again
That I don't feel sad
I'll pretend that nothing hurts me until I wallow again
I pretend a lot lately.
A single star shoots through the sky.
Followed closely by another.
Blitzing through the starry night.
Connected in their wonder.

The first one darts across the blue.
Leaving its train to fail.
The second slides along with ease.
Using a similar trail.

This vision bright reminds me of,
Two lovers in their day.
One running from the other.
Being chased all the way.

The second star is so in love,
He couldn't let her go.
And so he runs after her,
as she flits to and fro.

So as they vanish in the night,
I can't help but think,
Will he ever catch his love?
As they're lost in a blink.

I hope someday he'll reach his goal.
To hold forever more.
Fixated into a single place.
Til death is at the door.

Two small star across the sky.
Whispering hopes of love.
Now staying right where they belong
Chained together up above.
It seems as if
everyone strives to be inhuman
terrified of their own thoughts
and emotions
So much that we would rather
feign perfection
than accept our faults

Gods ******* children
seeking the affections
of a father figure
that is indifferent
to their wants and needs
Self-Harm
Self-Hate
Mis-Used
Mis-Placed

My faith is running thin,
My world is turned upside down,
Always committing a sin,
The demons are forever bound

Self-Harm
Self-Hate
Mis-Used
Mis-Placed

The constant thought of purging,
The teasing of a knife,
The thought is always urging,
To end this helpless life
Self-Harm

Self-Hate
Mis-Used
Mis-Placed

The breaking of a single heart,
The pain whipping through my head,
Just when you think you’ll shatter apart,
The pain begins to numb instead

Self-Harm
Self-Hate
Mis-Used
Mis-Placed

My soul is now hollow,
I can no longer feel pain,
Take another pill to swallow,
In order to stay sane

Self-Harm
Self-Hate
Mis-Used
Mis-Placed

Living for tomorrow,
Yet stuck in the past,
Wallowing in my sorrow,
My life is fading fast

Self-Harm
Self-Hate
Mis-Used
Mis-Placed
Oh how I ache
Of a broken heart
Something is missing
And that is how it will start

I have some news for you
Yes, I'm gay
I promise not to change
And that's all there is to say

I wish you'd understand
Why I can't love a man
Why woman are what I love
And that I believe in eve and Ann

I don't want to loose you forever
But that's what its coming too
Can't take another rejection
Just know that I love you

I found someone who loves me
Gender doesn't matter
I wish you could meet
Or my heart might shatter

Acceptance is my prayer
Love is what I need
I wish you'd stop rejecting me
So I didn't have to bleed

You're ruining what'd we had
But I'll give you one more chance
Just accept that I'm gay
So you can see our first dance
Why do I still feel like dying?
Why do I feel so ready to push a knife through my heart, and happy to feel the pain of my life bleed away?
Is that strange?
I don't know if it is anymore
And that makes the choice even worse
~sigh~
If only for it was my time
I'd lie in a restful peaceful slumber
A slumber that would last forever
and makes this life seem beautiful far away and ugly right in front of me
That life is right now
Not in front of me
And I can only wait for it to end or to end it myself
for which I can't
Death has laughed at me many a time and I seek him everyday
When I'm alone and weary
I wish for his embrace and his cold death kisses touching my lips and helping me fade away from my misery and into blissful death
Everyday I wish for this but I never receive it no matter how hard I've tried to touch him
He's too far and too wise to let me touch him
Oh Death, how could I miss you? How could I crave you so deeply, when we have only brushed paths but never met or seen each other?
I've been feeling this way for years now and it's only been getting stronger.
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