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Syreena Phelps Jan 2015
She's scared.
Lost and confused.
Overthinking everything.
Praying that everything will be okay.

Millions of questions that can't be answered.
Millions of doubts.
Holding back tears.
She wanted help, but didn't want to look for it.

Fear of judgement.
Afraid of the attention,
She held it all in.
No one knew she was breaking so deeply. So fast.

Sleep deprived from her mind sprinting.
Appetite lost from feeling so disgusting inside.
Hands shaking from the horrid thought that everything will be lost.
Yet, she was already gone.

Another day, she couldn't bear.
She wanted it all to end.
This was the night she promised herself,
That all of this would finish.

She drove to a shop nearby,
To get her last meal.
That's when a man walked by,
Then asked her how she feels.

He asked her what was the matter?
Confused, she asked what he meant.
He replied,
his voice shaking.

"I can see the sadness in your soul,
I can see you want to die.
I won't let you feel this way, miss.
You are too great to let go."

She smiled and said,
"I'm fine."
He didn't believe her.
Not one bit.

He insisted on buying her meal she had ordered.
And asked if there was anything he could do.
Afraid, she told him no, then walked back to her vehicle.
He came after her.

"I know you're scared.
I know you're afraid, lost, and confused.
Getting help isn't a bad deal.
You are special. I can feel it in your presence."

Suddenly she broke down,
Fell to the ground crying.
He held her there,
and told her one last thing.

"You, miss, are everything.
There is no one quite like you.
You are beautiful, thoughtful, and selfless.
The world needs someone like you, so please. Start it all over, and give it one more try."

Her tears began to fade,
Her fear seemed to run away.
She thought to herself that she could give it another try.
She looked up the thank the man, but he was gone. Nothing but a foot print left on the ground.

The wind picked up,
And she looked at the sky,
To find that there was a star,
A star that shined brighter this night.
Lazy Writing.

Use your imagination. :)

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Syreena Phelps Jan 2015
If eyes are the window to the soul,
Yours are fake,
My mistake.
Syreena Phelps Jan 2015
Shattered dreams
and frantic streams
Of all my fear letting out screams.
I can no longer control it,  so it seems.

Constant fears,
Falling tears.
And so the darkness cheers.
I'm done with fighting after all these years.

Painful leech,
Satanic speech.
The voices screech
As the preacher began to preach.

All that's good,
And all that should.
Hiden behind a cross of wood.
To reach it, I never could.

They're pulling me back,
And that's a fact.
Hiding behind this hapiness act.
Pinning me down like paper behind a tac.

I'll never be free,
As you can see.
Drowning, I'll always be.
I'll never know why they ever chose me.

So, say "goodbye,"
And don't you cry,
For when I die,
I can finally fly.

Just keep that smile on your face,
Don't ever let it erase,
Just incase.
For when I'm gone, they'll need someone new to chase.
Stay Strong, lovelies
Syreena Phelps Jan 2015
If i told you that you shouldn't trust me, would you trust it?
Syreena Phelps Jan 2015
The voices in my head are telling me to slit your throat.
And I want to torture you, so I guess we're on the same boat.
It's okay, we'll make it painful as can be.
Oh, you'll love it. Just wait and see.

Wait, what tool should I use?
I want to leave more than a bruise.
A dagger, hatchet, drill, or a knife?
Either way, you know I'll take your life.

Just lay there and be real still,
As I drill into your heart with all my will.
I said Be Still
My intentions are only to ****.

Why didn't you see this coming?
Was I too distracting with my psychotic humming?!
You started this. Oh, yes you did.
Didn't it bother you she was only a kid?

Let me ******* you.
And rip out your ribs, too.
You dont need them. Ribs are the cage of the heart.
You never had one from the start.

I'll pull off each nail. Fingers and toes.
Maybe put a wet towel to your nose.
Do you feel that? Do you feel yourself drowning??
That's what she felt like, everytime her heart was pounding.

It hurts, doesn't it?
Wonder how it feels to have your skin lit.
How does it feel? The fire's melting you like a lit candle.
That's how her soul felt when everything became too much to handle.

One last thing to do.
Before I am through.
How would it feel to have no ****?
slice
Now, maybe you'll stop being such a *****.
Well, it's not beautiful. But most definitely comes from the heart right now.
Syreena Phelps Jan 2015
I don't want there to be a day where I have to read a speech at my best friend's funeral because she commited suicide.

I don't want to have to say how cruel and horrid the world is to destroy such an amazing and innocent person.

I don't want to watch her happiness wipe away from her face as sadness and darkness plagues her heart.

I don't wanna get that call in the middle of the night telling me my friend is gone.

I don't want to dream of her smiling, to wake up to a dying soul.
But a dream is only a dream..

I don't want to be watched by a ghost of a friend who didn't want to live.

But, it's happening. People will keep being cruel to the most loving people, until they no longer want to be in this hell.

I don't want to watch a friend die.

Please don't make me.
Syreena Phelps Dec 2014
I literally want to see you die
I want to stab you in the eye
I want to see and make you cry
And let me tell you why

Why I want to slit your neck
Why I want to see you wreck
Why I want you buried below the deck
Why? I'll tell you in a sec...

Before or after I hang you by your nose
Before or after I cut off your toes
Before or after? Nobody really knows
Before or After... okay here it goes

The reason I want to tear you apart
The reason I want to leave your dead body in a cart
The reason truly comes from the heart
So, let's begin from the start

The night you became a witch
The morning that you became a *****
The afternoon you made me scream high pitch
The evening that you will find yourself in a ditch

The story is too long and you already know it
If my emotions got hit, you'd never quit
You know your eyes lit, cause you're a *******
And that's why your skin has got to split

So say "goodbye"
Tonight, you shall die
From my heart you shall no longer get high
Because even you know, it was all a lie.
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