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You should do it, you know
Loose yourself in the blades
No one would notice or care
Don't you have any shame?
                      
                        Some one would care about her
                        Don't tell her different
                        Please don't **** us
                       Don't leave us

You're worthless, I swear
Death would be easier and simple
Don't you think so, Kaitlyn?
Just a few slices here and there
                
                        But you have life to live
                        And experiences to be had
                        I promise it will get better soon
                        I know life is bad

Ha, it will get better
If you pop a few dozen and wait
I promise it will get better soon
If you just stop breathing

No one wants you

                        Not true! I promise people do

Oh, like who?
    
                       Mom, what about mom?

She would live

                       *******, it would break her

What friends does she have?

                       Plenty and you know it too

Hah, can hardly call people
Who say they'll be there
But disappear friends

                       People have lives that don't
                       Revolve around her

But when she needs them
They never show
How is that friendship?

                       Words aren't always needed
                       To show love
      
                                    I'm done listening to this
                                    Leave me alone I
                                    Need to think
                                    And I can't do that with
                                    You two in my head

Whatever, I'll be back

                        Okay, but remember
                        We're always here
    
                                   Yeah I know
                                    That's the sad part...
I swear, every night. I've not told anyone. It's like I'm sitting there, deciding whether to cut or **** myself or eat or just watch tv or read a book, and these two pop up in my life. Just in my head, fighting.
Lies spew from your body as you pull me in tighter
Tighter
So tight that I can barely breathe
I’m suffocating here in your arms
And you don’t even care to notice
Complete and total oblivion
Not the tranquil oblivion of sleep
But the threatening oblivion of homicide
Not actual death but the death of the person I want to become
You don’t seem to notice the panic formed across my face
I’m an animal trapped in headlights, paralyzed
While you’re the speeding vehicle
The car that doesn’t stop  
You don’t realize as my mother that I look up to you
That you’re relationships are not just about you
The hold effect on me as well
You can’t seem to stop the fighting
You say you love him
But I think you love the rush of anger
When you’re screaming and then leaving
Leaving
You’re constantly leaving me
I’m caught between the cross fires
The cussing and the pushing
You take it out on me
When I finally get up the nerve to confront you about it
You say you have no idea what I’m talking about
Did I tell you I still have the necklace you bought me?
To make me forget about the first bruise you left on my arm
As if money and diamonds mean a thing to me
I may seem like a young lady
But my insides are ripping apart
I’m still just a child
I had a dream of being a mother
And a having a beautiful partner
Who has a dictionary of her own
And when she looks up the words:
Independent, beauty, and passion
The synonym is my name
I want so badly to be happy
But when I look at your relationship
What you call love
All I see is chaos
A fight that isn’t over until someone is hanging by a noose
And I don’t want any part of it
I hear that love is a wonderful thing
But now the word sends messages through my body and too my brain
They scream at me to run and run fast
To shut out anyone who could possibly care about me
I’m so tired of living this way
These hallways hold too many secrets
Too many hushed screams for my comfort
So I’m leaving
Leaving
I’m leaving before oblivion takes over
I’m gonna tear down the walls I built
I’m gonna free fall into the unknown
Im gonna find what love is
And when I finally do
She will show me the 7 wonders of the world
Just by looking in her eyes,
like crystal ships that have seen too many ice burgs
yet still so beautiful.
Her heart will remind me of an old shoe lace
Double knotted
That may be a bit too tattered but never falls apart
She will hold my heart in her hand
I will trust her not to shatter it
But to help me find the missing puzzle pieces
To make it whole again.
twist
pull
rip
tear
repeat

the desk needs tidying
tea boxes scattered
focus on the bed
the comfy bed that
needs to be made
but no one can make you leave

pace 3 steps
you took four
back 5 steps

maybe an hour
in the comfy bed
yea, two hours

3 hours
rise
twist
pull

the desk needs tidying
class missed

pace 4 steps
be fair
back 4 steps

maybe a half hour
tear blanket from bed
but it is dinner time
rip skin

repeat
 Dec 2013 Nikki Whittaker
Tiffany
Fearful, yet arrogant
Painful, yet strong
Saddened, yet determined
His brown eyes blink
Curious but guarded
Afraid to trust
Afraid to hope
Crunchy and warm
Reached for timidly
Snatched away in the blink of an eye
He turns and runs
Around the corner
A scene to melt the hearts of millions
The bread, not eaten, but offered
To a starving baby bird
Its broken wing not moving
His eyes widen as you approach
More bread offered
His brilliant smile, and you wave goodbye
As you turn
Six soft words, muttered shyly
“Thank you mister. You saved us."
 Dec 2013 Nikki Whittaker
Narry
I think I am a wallflower.
Someone who observes life instead of experiencing it
A good listener who doesn't judge
Socially awkward
Not many friends
I'm the type that does well in school
I stay up all night to finish an amazing book
I love art but I'm horrible at creating it
I love boy bands and old music
I'd like to think I'm a nice person
But who am I kidding
I'm crazy
I fell hopelessly in love with this guy
Who couldn't accept me
I grew tired of being normal
So I quit because I like me.
 Dec 2013 Nikki Whittaker
Emmy
You write depressing poetry
you lay in your bed for hours wasting time
rocking yourself back and forth with tears streaming down your face
you cry until you can't
you stare at the ceiling
you go crazy
you want to scream and punch things
you want to hold a gun to your head and pull the trigger
you want to die
you want to hurt them but you want to hold, love them at the same
you want to shout
you want to throw things
you ignore it
you don't ignore it
you sink into your darkness and let it consume you
you burn because that's all you have left to do
you burn with each memory and laugh as it sears your skin
fire rips through your veins
your heart thuds in your chest and you can't breathe.
I don't know I don't know because that's all I know how to do
I can't tell you how to stop *loving someone or how to heal from your sadness because I'm still searching for that answer myself.

— The End —