Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
n Oct 2013
shes hiding in her bedroom
her blood splattered on the floor
her blade in her hand
her back to the door

she has a reason you know
theres a voice in her head
saying: "your not good enough"
"you deserve to be dead"

she looks in the mirror
and burst into tears
the voice comes again
pounding in her ears

"you deserve all this"
"every single cut"
"you deserve to die"
"you stupid little ****"

your right she thought to her self
i deserve it all
i dont deserve to be here
all it need is one big fall

she went to write a note
but she threw them in the bin
world could never describe
how she let the voice in

do it! do it!
"you fat ugly cow"
she stepped onto the ledge
she had to do it now

it taunts her
when she's lying in her bed
it screams bad thoughts
and whispers in her head

she took a breath
all she wants is silence
her own mind back
the only answer was violence

now she knew
as long as her heart was beating
the voice would be there
always repeating

no one even heard her
as quiet as mice
she finally got her silence
but her life was the price
n Oct 2013
you tease and taunt,
make me feel so ****,
i feel so on edge,
one push and i'll lose it.

i'm not crazy
just unstable
wondering if i could
hang myself with this cable

i hate myself
the way i look
everyone judges my cover
like i'm some book?

my heart was pure
you destroyed that
all from a few words
dumb, ugly and fat

i hate my life
i want it to end
i can't even tell
my only friend

everyone has problems
some never tell
why won't you hear mine
do i have to yell?

it's clear i'm troubled
the cut's on my skin
my mother looks at me
like my birth was a sin

i can't do this anymore
your words rule my brain
i'm ready to jump
just waiting for a train

i'm gone for good
you don't bat a tear
you pick a new victim
i'm forgotten in a year
(n.t)
n Oct 2013
Blood drips down my wrist,
The pain is like my escape,
i bite down my lip,
as tears star to take shape.

This is my life now,
putting up a wall,
blocking everyone out,
acting like i dont care at all.

i want to scream and shout,
i hate the way i've become,
my insecurities defeated me,
the cure? seeing my blood run.

i walk around in school,
acting like i'm fine,
i feel so on edge,
maybe this is my time?

all it takes is one jump,
one cut, one rope.
no more pressure.
no need to cope.

something stops me,
every time, someone saves me ,
the tiniest thing,
then i feel so free

it may not last long,
but it makes me smile.
i have some hope.
i can hang on for a while.
n Oct 2013
Cut
just a cut
just a scratch
"what's that mark"?
"it was the cat"
just an excuse
just a lie
"whats with all the bracelets?"
"just fashion why?"
just a tear
just a scream
"why are you crying?"
"just a bad dream"
But it's not just a cut or a tear, or a lie
it always "just one more until you die"
(n.t.)
n Oct 2013
I tried to mend the wounds you made,
But they're deeply cut and will not fade
Fingers stuck down my throat,
And pills sit next to my death note,
Anger,fear,sadness, and more,
I don't know how much pain i can endure,
"It'll just be one" i tell myself,
But soon the razor has cut more than i can even count
n Oct 2013
Does it feel good,
calling her a freak?
Do  you realize,
It makes her feel weak?

I hope your happy,
With yourself
Because she's at home
Going through hell

She sits in her room,
Tears down her face,
All you ever say,
Is she's a waste of space

She pulls out a razor,
Wanting it to end.
All she ever wanted.
Was to have a friend.

The deeper the cut,
The better she feels,
Do you feel bad,
That they'll never heal,

Covered in blood,
Tears on her cheek,
Crying at the thought,
It will happen next week.

Your word cut deep,
Worse than a knife,
And you still continue,
To destroy her life.

Week by week,
Year by year,
The words 'I'm sorry'
Are all she wants to hear.

To know someone cares,
Or at least feels regret,
Could be the difference,
Between life and death.

Weeks go by,
The apology isn't said,
The teasing gets worse.
She hears voices in her head.

Spur of the moment,
Her decision is made.
On her neck,
She feels the blade.

One last cut,
Will end it all.
One more slit,
Until the angel will fall.

You could have stopped,
Saved her from it.
But you didn't,
Why couldn't you quit?

Her fates have been decided,
You have to live with guilt,
All because of,
The depression you built.

A simple smile,
An apology.
And you wouldn't be hearing.
This eulogy.

I hope you feel guilty,
You had her chance,
But you ripped her to pieces,
Without a second glance.

She's uncurable,
Forever she sleeps,
You just sit there,
Continue to weep.

She's gone for good,
There's nothing left to do,
Her smile, her face,
Will always haunt you.
n Oct 2013
How many people have to do suicide or self harm for everyone to realize that bullying is so bad.
That it hurts people worse than you think.
Did you know that people who are actually in pain don't always show it.
i know i don't, i'm in so much pain but i laugh to hide the tears and smile to not show my pain.
People always judge for no reason, everyone says just be yourself but honestly,when you are being yourself you get judged.
People expect you to be perfect.
Someone please define perfect to me then tell me who is, everyone has flaws and everyone has problems.
Don't judge people you don't know
Next page