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Butterfly Sep 2019
All these emotions,
all these perfect feelings to put on a paper.
But still nothing seems right.
I hate this more than myself lmaooo
Butterfly Aug 2019
My mental health is like a rubber band.
If you pull it too far, it will get tight.
Until you pull it to hard.
definitely not one of my best
jay Aug 2019
My pain, my misery, they fall from the sky
I try to ignore it, but it still gets by.
memories of what could have been,
The hatred screams under my skin.
pulsing through my veins is the anger I feel.
Wounds break open as soon as they seal.
Darkness surrounds me with every step I take.
I manage a smile that i wish wasn't fake
I laugh when people talk to me,
but alone i wonder what they see...?
i promise i'm fine, i am the same
Cuz i know they all have me to blame.
I know the truth, but it's locked in my heart,
And now it's slowly tearing me apart.
walking alone, roaming the halls.
laughing girls, suffocating walls
pierced through my skin, the terror of home
i guess that i'm finally...all alone.
if you dont get the last two lines its fine...but please dont ask.
Butterfly Aug 2019
I can't hold on any longer.
The words of the people i love cut deeper in my hart then my knife does. I tell myself every night that i can do this.
But all i tell meself are lies to keep me going. I see the truth in the lies that i tell.
And if you keep lying to yourself, you loose all the trust that wasn't even there.
This is a mess but that` bc i don`t have my grammer check on this laptop.
Butterfly Aug 2019
I can't live without:
My partner
My bestfriend
It's a short list but it saves me everytime.
Butterfly Aug 2019
Standing on the edge of the bridge.
Breathe, just for the last time.
And jump for the last time.
I'm so not okay. I can't stop crying, lol
Butterfly Aug 2019
There I go again.
I was just doing fine.
Everything was fine.
But then it hit me.
I'm not fine.
Save me thank you
Butterfly Aug 2019
Slowly everything is getting darker.
You barely see the teardrops falling on ground.
You don't see the lights any more.
It's all gone.
I really should get some sleep
Poetic T Aug 2019
Each word is a sandpaper syllable,
    And ever breath Is a knife sharpened.



                     Between both all are cleaved,
                                and each part is divided



and consumed when spoken.


                      we will never heal when both
                    


  are motioned upon us at once.


                                       We are cut

endlessly between ourselves and
                           only time can heal us.
Anastasia Aug 2019
I want to drown
I want to breathe the water in
And never breathe out again
I want the salt water to burn the fresh cuts in my wrists
I want the dark to cradle me as I float into never ending sleep
I want to drift off
with no sign of life
I want to drown
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