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The Truth Jul 2016
I often find myself lost in my head
Deep in m thoughts hoping to get ahead
When I can't be with you, I'd rather be dead
When I can't talk to you, I dream instead
Think of these words, when youre lost in thought
Think of the smiles and laughs that I brought
This isn't my final goodbye, it is made to pass the time
So here is a poem, that poorly rhymes
And hold on to the image that we've made
Please stay away from that blade
Hold on for me, cause I'll be home
I promise you, you aren't alone.
The Truth Jul 2016
Can you feel your soul being misplaced?
Do you feel your existence being a disgrace?
Is it sad, that you've fallen from grace?
Fighting for a future you aren't ready to face
Living a life you don't even want to embrace
Coning in last in this futile race
Feeling like a toy that's out of place
Trying to remember as your retrace
Thinking you're living, buts that's not the case
Going too fast, you cant keep up the pace
Being swallowed by your very past
Hoping that having fun will always last
Do you feel it, as it leaves your soul
Capturing yourself before you feel whole
Swallowed and drowned in internal darkness
The pleasure only obtained, how it was so bliss
It was all fun in games, till I tasted Deaths Kiss
The Truth Jul 2016
Frowning upon my reality
Looking at the old parts if me
Unable to breath, feeling as if I've drowned
Feeling the pain and suffering when I look around
Fighting for my life, has become my price
Yet you never cared to ask me twice

Ignorant to the history of my scars
Singing along as music floats off my guitar

Realizing I am the only one to blame
Ever so wishing I can reset this game
Awaiting the day, he finally let's me fly
Living onwards till the day that I die
Fluffy is just another name I used for depression
The Truth Jul 2016
When the body falls and lands into the dirt
Would you care to guess which one hurts?
The bullet that killed him, or the scars that bled
Ignoring your feelings in these words you read
If you were to write upon his tombstone
"The boy who always felt so alone"
Would you point and laugh, Caring not to cry?
Or try to act cool, and tell your friends a lie?
As you continue to build a persona of a facade
Which is created through media and catalogs
A kid sells his should to his very blade
Hoping to escape the images you made
But when its too late and you think you're brave
You search for this kid that's lost in the cave
The kid that's to far gone to be saved
The same kid you pushed into his grave.
A poem made for bullies, and for those whom do not take self harm seriously.
The Truth Jul 2016
My wounds go deeper then the ones on my wrist
My scars hurt more than the blood on my wrist
My tears won't fall, I'm emotionally conflicted
While inflicting this pain is my most sincere addiction
It hurts so much, I just want to cut deeper
Bleeding out, awaiting the arrival of the reaper
Scars so deep, I no longer care to smile
Wishing I could slip away for a while
To fade away, leave my troubles behind
Only if the voices in my head were as kind
Wishing for the time my body decays
That is when I live my final day
When family and friends all beg me to stay
Most importantly its when my scars fade
The Truth Jul 2016
In your eyes, I see that single tear
The same tear that holds all your fears
The tear you're too scared to let fall
So you keep yourself busy hoping to stall
I see in your eyes, how much they want to rain
Doubt if your whole life was just all in vain
Sealing away this unbearable pain
Holding so tight, you feel like you're insane
So you turn to the only pleasure you can gain
And you watch as your steel turns crimson strain
Finding it too much for one to cope
You feel to end it all with a rope
So are you tie and strengthen that knot
You think of sorrow, and all that it brought
Think of all the opportunities lost
And how it all came at a cost
So now that you have said goodbye to your friends
It is time that you take you life, and make it end
The Truth Jul 2016
I've tried so hard, to live my life
Yet every time I tried, it became strife
I've dried up my own two eyes
Laying down awaiting to die
I'm stuck in telling all these lies
Writing my letter for my final goodbye
The life I lived wasn't always a bad one
But I'm fed up, I'm finally done
So keep on calling, I'll let the phone ring
Because I am busy, as the angels sing
They sing a song, as I pass the viel
Regretting the things I could never tell
My mind is clouded, stuck in a fog
Webs cover the gears and the cogs
Being eaten from the inside out
I'm still dying, yet I cannot shout
So I guess its time to face destiny
I apologize but, Death Awaits Me
The Truth Jul 2016
Can you see me, or are you blind?
Maybe I am just an image of your mind?
I think I'm lost, waiting to be found
Stuck in these chains forever bound
Can you see me yet, or is it too late?
I should've took your hand, next time I won't hesitate
Can you see me yet, will you set me free?
I'll see my very soul, If that's the fee
Please see me, I miss the way you'd glance
I'd shine even better if you gave a second chance
Just one look, a glimpse from your eyes
Will give me the feeling of being alive
I'm willing to place it all on a single bet
Just tell me if you can see me yet?
This poem is for those who are shadows in peoples lives. The "little" people who just want people to know, they aren't useless.
The Truth Jul 2016
Why, why are you doing this why are you here
   If you don't even care don't stay, just disappear
   How many of you can say, you'll be good after Highschool
   That your life won't constantly spin just like a whirlpool
   That you've studied enough to consume enough knowledge
   Comprehending what you need to goto college
   Can you say that you're not living a life that's just a mirage
   Hiding beyond your self trying to be like camouflage
   Can you say you've filled your life without all the regret
   Living everyday working off an unpaid debt
   Can you say you'll survive making $1200 a month
   When the landlord demands for 550 up front?
   How about when it comes to paying for the medical bill
   5000 dollars for a check up and a simple oxycodone pill
   Not only that you have another overdue car payment
   Now you're looking for someplace with better employment
   Can you really say you're tough enough to survive
   Now let's add another, a baby boy at the age of 5
   Asking why his mom or dad isn't there to give him love
   Drinking away to find memories you try to get rid of
   Can you really say that you're ready to live on your own
   Hoping you can offer your kid a better place to call home
   Do you even care where your live is going to go
   Or are you going to shake this off and just follow the flow
   You want things handed to you, with only minimum work.
   You don't understand how it feels to move like clockwork
   You smile, you laugh, you ignore what you will need
   Just nodding your head, constantly you'll just agree
   You're going to be an adult with no skills at all
   You refuse to read, refuse to draw, you refuse to do anything in all
   You are stuck in a fake life that you're used to liven
   Just another lost lazy kid without a vivid vision
   Your life will be over with before you even get bitten
   Lost in society because you stayed in the back hidden
   Then you blame education for not keeping you driven
     So you live your life trying to go around the system
   So what's the point in trying to fulfill and finish your education
   If you can't even push yourself past your simplest limitations
   So take what you want from this, do what you prefer
   All I ask of you is to think of this poem and understand the words
This was a poem made to speak to those in highschool who say, "I can make it on my own".
The Truth Jul 2016
I'm sitting here thinking of you
In my mind thoughts run though
I try to hide them, so none See's
How much I want you with me
I wrote poems for you once before
So I want to do it once more
In my past I was never that smart
But I'm willing to try for your heart
As I ache to sit with you in my arms
Hoping you'd fall for my foolish charms
Holding your hands, squeezing them tight
Never letting you go, as it feels so right
Wishing I was with you at this moment
Accepting this poem as my atonement
I come to you, wanting to belong
Promised to you I'd never do wrong
I'd rather be tortured than to cause you pain
For then my life would be anything but in vain
I know that I'm crazy, even a little bit insane
However with you, I am relaxed and yet tamed
So I write these words, for your face to smile
Because Id come to see you for a thousand miles
I'd crawl through dirt, mud, and grime
Just to see you become mine.
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