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 Apr 2014 Phoebe
NuurSeraph
When you're ******, baby
And I am drunk
And we make love
It seems a little desolate
It's hard sometimes not to look away

And think what's the point
When I'm havin' to hold this fire down
I think, I'll explode
If I can't feel this free now

If you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best that
I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
'Cause I'm bored of hangin out
In your cold

When I feel loved, baby
I join the road
And the world moves with me
And I feel love start just slip away
Silently, quietly take my things and go

And think what's the point
Think where's the hope when comin' home

If you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best that
I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
'Cause I'm bored of hangin' out
In your cold

And if you find one day
Find some freedom and relief
And with this freedom maybe
Maybe you will find some peace
And with this peace, baby
I hope it brings you back to me
Bring you home, take me home

If you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best that
I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
'Cause I'm bored of hangin' out
In your cold

Oh, take me home
Oh, take me home
When you're ******, baby
Take me home
Oh
Sometimes when you feel someone is gone .... maybe that the door was closed?  
~ I know but it was locked?
hello....
 Apr 2014 Phoebe
Danielle Hoskins
Being strong and scared were never opposite.

I'm afraid I won't get into a college.
I'm afraid my mom will not live long enough to see me happy.
I'm afraid nobody will read my poetry.
I'm scared my ex will never forgive me enough to give me another chance.
I'm scared I will never be good enough.
I'm scared that the person I love, will love someone else.
Sometimes I feel like a disappointment..
I'm afraid people hate the real me
I'm afraid I hate the real me.
I'm scared one day they will find out what I ******* to.
I'm afraid I have no purpose.
I feel like this is well overdue
I'm afraid one day I will grow out of writing poems.
I'm afraid people think I hate everyone who is not black.
I'm afraid people think I hate men.
I hate how people can just say anything.
I hate caring what others think.
I'm afraid there will be someone better for me or you.
 Apr 2014 Phoebe
Marly
i want to call you up,
and cry into the receiver,
drowning your thoughts with my tears.
all you need to do listen.

i told you that i hope drugs are loving you the way i never will.
drugs don't love, though. (not the way i can, at least.)
drugs constantly consume.
they take your mind,
your body,
your rationality,
your love,
yourself,
and they also took me away from you.

drugs are parasitic, my dear.
sick, twisted, soul-******* beings.
they make you believe that you want them,
that you need them,
and they also lie about their destructive aftermath.
they don't tell you how your nose will slowly disintegrate,
how your lungs will make suitable charcoal mines,
how your brain will only think about drugs,
only drugs,
maybe *******,
but you'd only indulge in that after you popped a molly.

i was your withdrawal.
i made you scream.
you knew i wholeheartedly cared about you;
having that new support was scary.
i made you cry.
i sent you letters and poems late at night,
when your stars aligned with mine and created unbelievable wonders.

now your withdrawal symptoms consist of lonely nights alone,
pounding headaches,
sweaty palms,
a heart plagued with convulsions,
and a body that hates you for what you've done to it.
even though you still appear as a bright star,
you have long since burned out,
and soon people on earth will be able to see this.
oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my.
 Apr 2014 Phoebe
Lavina Akari
small.
 Apr 2014 Phoebe
Lavina Akari
I want to die
I want to die small

I want to lie in my coffin
scars and bones

I want to be so skeletal that it doesnt matter if you dig me up

1 week
or
20 years

after i am buried because i will look exactly the same

i want to die this disgusting fairy
riddled with bad breath and osteoporosis

frozen like a gargoyle from pain
hairless and toothless
i do not want to be like this, im sorry if this triggered anyone and i am NOT trying to romanticize anything. Mental health is sent from hell.
My fingers have learned
how it feels
to get burned.
When your every
“I’m Sorry”, left a scar,
deep and unearned.

The words on your lips
whispered the truth
while you slept.
Leaving me no longer wondering
why you smiled
as I wept.

My heart finds itself smiling
into the numbness
of your vacancy.
Your memory’s grown silent
and is now dead
to me.
**Copyright @2014 - Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm**
She's only 17 her whole life's ahead of her.
She hates school because the people they discredit her.
Her boyfriend tries to show her that's not how it seems.
But everyday she just gets lowered by her self esteem.
He tries to tell her every night will have a brighter day.
She even tried to over dose and take her life away.
She's feeling hopeless there sitting down beside her bed.
Then he takes his hand and places it beside her head.
He tries to hold her close but with every touch she still resists.
Then he sees the scars that burry deep within her wrists.
She's feeling numb, he starts to beg and plead and ask her why.
She says this way I have control of the pain she feels inside.
He's asking her how long it's been since you've felt this way.
Because you got me and I'm feeling so **** helpless.
She says its been a while I guess I needed better luck.
Then he screams at her and tells her Baby never cut!

Nobody seems to get you, you think you're on your own,
Well listen pretty lady you don't have to be alone.
So baby don't cut, baby don't cut.
You can do anything, just promise baby you won't cut.
I know your heart is hurting, you think the road has end,
You may just feel the bade your holding is your only friend.
But baby don't cut, baby don't cut.
You can do anything, just promise baby you won't cut.

The next day she's feeling better than the day before.
Even cracked a couple smiles as she walked the corridor.
But all that seemed to end she dropped her books as she went into class.
And every student in he room just seemed to point and laugh.
She couldn't take it anymore she sent her boy a text.
It said I love you with my body, soul and heart to death.
Te thought nothing typed I love you then he sent it.
By death he didn't know that she had literally just meant it.
She ducked the next class ran straight into the bathroom.
Thought to her self she wouldn't brake her promise that soon.
1 cut... 2 cuts... 3 cuts... 4
The blood just started dripping from the tub to the floor.
Her boyfriend had a feeling in his stomach that he hated.
Followed it and ran down to her house he never waited.
The front door was open, he heard the water running.
He stormed into the bathroom and his heart just started gunning.

Nobody seems to get you, you think you're on your own,
Well listen pretty lady you don't have to be alone.
So baby don't cut, baby don't cut.
You can do anything, just promise baby you won't cut.
I know your heart is hurting, you think the road has end,
You may just feel the bade your holding is your only friend.
But baby don't cut, baby don't cut.
You can do anything, just promise baby you won't cut.

He put her arm around his shoulder he's just tranna lean her back up.
Yelling out her name as he lays her beside the bathtub.
He feels his whole world just got hit from an avalanche.
Screaming out so heavily, somebody call an ambulance.
Felling mad angry like somebody led her on to this.
Her eyeballs are rolling, drifting out of consciousness.
Thinking to himself why the hell didn't she just stop at will.
The tears just keep on rolling as they head to the hospital.
Paramedics rush her in, the doctor calls emergency.
She's lost a lot of blood the place looking like a ****** scene.
An hour later, the doc walks in with a sour face.
And says excuse me for the words that I'm about to say.
I'm sorry for your loss, the boy just starts collapsing.
His own world, his own girl just took a crashing.
Saying to himself that it's his fault and that he let it up.
But baby...I thought you promised you would never cut.

Nobody seems to get you, you think you're on your own,
Well listen pretty lady you don't have to be alone.
So baby don't cut, baby don't cut.
You can do anything, just promise baby you won't cut.
I know your heart is hurting, you think the road has end,
You may just feel the bade your holding is your only friend.
But baby don't cut, baby don't cut.
You can do anything, just promise baby you won't cut.
this is a song that i go by and ill be putting up alot more lyrics
 Apr 2014 Phoebe
Emma
Writing is my most
Selfish act

I don't write for anyone
But myself

I don't write because
It's a want
I write because
It's a need

But I did once write
To bring you back
Eh.
 Apr 2014 Phoebe
Abbigail
We fall asleep to
       Strawberry Fields,
folding bodies to match an unfamiliar shape
and I must remember
   that certainly,
      you can't fall in love
  with every boy who gives you his hands
    and an irregular heartbeat
in exchange for the breath from your chest;
but sometimes
     
     I just forget.
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