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Dec 2015 · 372
Are you happy yet?
book mania Dec 2015
Are you happy yet?
I screamed to the voices in my head
Are you happy that i am breaking
Are you happy that i am losing hope
Hope
Hope
A four letter word
A four letter word that could change a nation
But not me
My hope was short and weak.
My hope was gone


So, Are you happy yet?
Are you happy that you are winning and that i am losing?
thoughts of a suicidal person
Nov 2015 · 315
Untitled
book mania Nov 2015
Life is like a game
we all want to have the same thing
love
but we can't end life until we find love
only then will we want to die.
With our loved ones
and with our family
Aug 2015 · 904
My drug
book mania Aug 2015
I told myself not to fall back into you're arms
that you were out to get me
even though you were the only person I had
I told myself that your words were lies
that you were just lying to me
I told myself not to get to comfortable
because it will all be gone soon
I told myself not to fall in love with  you
because you are sick and insane
But I guess I loved it like the cigarettes I smoke
you were my drug
that kept me so high
for so long.
Ahs, Violet's point of view to Tate. Ya I know, i'm a fangirl :/
Aug 2015 · 351
He was gone
book mania Aug 2015
I heard the news,
I heard the sound of my heart breaking
I didn't vist him on his last few days.
I hated seeing him like that.
I had no more tears left.
I told myself it wasn't true.
I told myself this was a sick joke
That he was still here with me.
But no...
he was gone.
My sweet granddad
he left this world.
My dad ,my gran, my aunt, my uncle by his side.
Holding my gran's hand as he took his last breath...


He was gone.
Aug 2015 · 271
You
book mania Aug 2015
You
the world is changing

the bird’s chirps sound more

beautiful

the sunsets look more

wonderful

the sun rise seems more

elegant

with you around

the world seems better

with you around

the light is brighter with  you around
the darkness doesn't scare me anymore
Aug 2015 · 338
His secret
book mania Aug 2015
His hands were like snakes

slivering up my back

his voice was like ice

as  cold as it could get

his breath was like a bottle of whiskey

a sickling smell to the air

his eyes pierced into me

like i was his belonging

like i was a library book

like i was his pencil

like i was his girlfriend

i was never his to keep

i was his little puppet


i was his secret,a secret that died with him
Aug 2015 · 610
Monsters
book mania Aug 2015
Beating down to my core

eating me alive

eating away my pride

your words are like daggers

killing me inside

you tell me i am weird

that i am just another loser in the machine called life

the machine called life

they mold me like clay

to make a good human out of me

but everyone knows

humans are monsters
monsters are humans

Those stories about monsters and demons

we are all combined

we are the monsters of the world
we are the demons of life
Aug 2015 · 541
Welcome to the freakshow
book mania Aug 2015
I guess this is where the freaks go

where the lights go down

and the show goes on

“ladies and gents”

said the man with the top hat

his face half in the shadows of the tent

he never showed his left side of his face.

he told the crowd to enjoy the show

and don’t go.

i never second thought his choice of words

only that i gave me the shivers

the spotlight hit the acts

everyone sitting in amazement

the end came slow

the horror in the air

no one spoke

no one moved

that is when i promised myself

i would never go to another freak show again
Aug 2015 · 392
The asylum down the road
book mania Aug 2015
Screams, that’s all i could hear in the night

when everyone was fast asleep

tucked in tight

the screaming went on for hours, days and nights

no one complained

no one moaned

no one ever went to the

asylum down the road.

Mummy said that’s where the crazy people go,

the people who loses the sight of the world

Daddy said that’s where you go when you lose

your sanity.

That is where the monsters go.
That is where the monsters go.

— The End —