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 Nov 2018 raphæl
Erin Johnson
Some slash their wrists,
Ingest a bottle of pills,
Jump off a high-rise building,
Hang themselves or
Blow their brains off.
And In that moment while they're bleeding to death,
Closing their eyes for the last time,
Hanging lose in the air,
About to let their weight drop,
And let that,
Bullet pierce through their skull.
Are moments they feel the most alive.
Maybe suicide is meant for that
So very "special moment"
To feel alive,
Just once before,
You cease to exist.
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Bass bass treble trash.
With cymbal smash, cymbal smash.
Bass bass tremulous,
Patter patter crash, crash, crash.
Music so delirious.
 Nov 2018 raphæl
Jelena
Free
 Nov 2018 raphæl
Jelena
I'm free like the winds
I drift away like the clouds
but always ends up back
where I belong.
 Nov 2018 raphæl
ok okay
If music could numb the mind forever
Popping pills wouldn't seem so clever
:( 1:52am bored
 Nov 2018 raphæl
Erin Johnson
Can't run from it
Always a step behind
The worst is I'm trapped
In my own mind

The end is near
I can't keep trying
Stop asking if I'm okay
I'm tired of lying

My fake smile is getting heavy
Eyes can't hold back
My mind has won
Tired of living in the Black

Going to the motions
It's almost time to quit
Most fear death
But others pray for it
I guess I'm one of those who pray
 Nov 2018 raphæl
Semicolon
When you leave,
make sure you
shut the door
properly.
© Semicolon
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