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Jarrod A Freeman Oct 2018
The sound the horror. The late night screams. All from one ear to another. The pondering, the silence, the yelling. But yet. No one is to be seen.

"We all have demons inside of us."

I was abandoned. By gods hand. He walked. When i turned to a ******. I was never really. Mentioned. When i hear his name I just silence it.

Not longing before the time.
Dinosaurs ruled the land.
I was once like them. A small part of bacteria. Which lives in modern man.

We all come from. A scientific conondrom. That no man. Can explain.

But what. If there is a god. Out there watching us. He will hear our shot. Can we ask him for help.
If there is a god. Then come down. Help me. Help us.
This earth is going down.

SAXRIFICE ME IN THE DIRT. WHAT IS LOVE WHEN YOU DONT GET BURNT. THATS WHY ITS A CRUSH. TO SEE YOUR HEART BUST. THATS WHY LOVE IS A CURSE.

thats what i say. Love can find you. Anyway.
LOVE COME AND FIND ME
I am not one foot in the grave.  I am more the man i was today.

GOD!
I LEFT YOU CAUSE
I AM HOMOSEXUAL
MY RAGE EXPANDS THROUGH OUT THE LAND.
YOU TAKE YOUR BS. KNOWLEDGE
AND I WILL TELL YOU
WHERE TO SHOVE IT
Jarrod A Freeman Oct 2018
I just wanna get rich.
And overdose.
**** the world. Im on my own.
I wanna say **** love
And move on.
I save money.
Dont need condoms.
Cos i want **** anyone.


It started with trust values.
Then trust issues.
Am i alone i think i am.
People get mad at the sound.

I am not giving up.
Love is love.
But the earth population can move on.
Even if im gay and not a ****** monstrocity of a person.

I was not first born.
So i reap the problems.
I was not first born.
So i reap the curses.

Ginger hair. Bad teeth. And so **** ugly.
I am no way. Gonna get married before 30.

Unless i buy a male order bride. A husband if that. Is that real.
If so. Where do i buy.

I just wanna get rich.
And overdose.
**** the world. Im on my own.
I wanna say **** love
And move on.
I save money.
Dont need condoms.
Cos i want **** anyone.

**** the world
**** love
If there is a god above.
Help us. To move on.
If there is a son of god.
How can you let us live on.
Son of god in the clouds.
Stop the poor and give them a hand out.
We all not one. But the same.
Individual.

(C)2018
SomeOneElse Oct 2018
My Head hurts, my throat is sore
And i can't take it anymore
All the darkness and the pain
Stirring up inside my brain
So confused and very low
Lost within the undertow
Wrote this after a night of crying hard for hours.
Demons Oct 2018
Teen Thoughts,
******* around with my head.
The thought of me wanting to die, I want to be dead.
Everything racing,
Me, myself, waiting for impact, I’m bracing.
Gun in my mouth,
The pills in my hand.
The noose around my neck,
It’s just one kick at the chair.
And it becomes my Suicidal one night stand.
I hate it all.
Every last minute.
I wanna end this all.
But the suicidal teenager is nothing but a “joke”
Everyone expects it now.
So no one gives them hope.
If you’re going through something, PM me and I’ll do my best to respond and help.
Harley Oct 2018
Depression, obsession, this voice inside my brain...
I try my best for you but you still just walk away…
You were my light, my love, and joy
All I was to you was a stupid girl, practically your toy…
Many people ask me why I continue to fight for you...
I always tell them that because this is just a little bump in our road, we are bound to make it through...
A year has almost passed, months since you have loved me...
I am getting nervous, are we truly not supposed to be..?
You are doing you and being with any girl that comes in your path...
I just stay alone and yearn for you and the love we shared in our recent past…
The day has finally approached... This year October eighth, 2018
You still don’t want me... You still ignore me... Im starting to think this “love” thing is just a big joke...
A new guy has walked into my life..?  I don’t trust love, I've been too beaten down and misguided...
He shows true compassion and is there for me I still don’t trust him, sooner or later he will push me out as you did...
Now you know and you are upset... What do I do? I love and trust you with all my heart...
But this boy is trying to help me up.. Trying to make me think I was never hurt from the start...
You tell me you can never make me happy but I know that's not true...
I can’t lie to myself and be with him, I don’t want to be finally over you..?
You are my true love, my happiness, and joy.
Im not ready to move on... My heart still cries your name.. My eyes still see a future in yours...
I can never truly be his if all im thinking about is you behind closed doors…
Depression, obsession, this voice inside my brain...
One day I hope you’ll come back to me, I’ll show you I’m worth it, then maybe you’ll stay…
Elena Oct 2018
Kids are not okay today
The world is making them cry
Why, oh why?
We grew up to soon
I just want to be a child
Young and innocent
Instead I am
Ruined and numb
Why ain't I chasing butterflys again?
I want to be scared of the dark
Tho fear doesn't exist in my mind
What I saw is a tragedy
I just want to chase butterflys
Lewis Irwin Oct 2018
The thoughts of suicide riddle my brain,
They're around all corners of every word I say.
Every thought I think or memory I look back,
The symbiote of suicide leaks out of every crack.

Writing and romanticising all my bad habits isn't smart,
But it's the sacrifice I make to make sacrificial art.
There's beauty in trapping myself in a box of sadness and doubt,
Walls made of paper; so maybe I can write myself out.

As unhealthy and sordid as it may be,
I find self-solitary to bring out the best in me.
As unstable and morbid as it may seem,
I find thoughts of suicide to bring out the best in me.
Makayla Oct 2018
I was gathering my things as you were walking past
You stopped and stared at me
I stopped as well our eyes locking together
"What?"
I asked wanting to know your thoughts and reason for being in front of me
"You look tired. Are you okay?"
You told and asked me
"Yeah, I am."
Was all I said
You walked away afterwards content with my answer
And I'm sorry Mr. Modrak,
But I lied
Luna D Oct 2018
Stair sitting
Star gazing
Deep in thought
Galaxies in my eyes
Glass in my nose
Ill never stop loving the stars up above
Ill never stop loving the way it burns
Ive got angels in my veins
And demons in my soul
Im really not for one addiction
But the world is always spinning
So why cant i?
Its just a little i say
Its only for a day
Or 2 or 3
Maybe more
Its easy to walk away
But hard to stay gone
Im made from star dust and bad decisions
So when the devil himself comes in crystal disguise
Im pulled into it’s fiery hell once again
And *******! Does it feel so good
Im falling in love and i dont want to stop
Take my hand
Take my money
Lead me on the path to heaven
Lead me on the path of self destruction
Set my soul on fire
Send my mind racing
Ice cold thoughts
Climbing and diving on the monster
Only when i finally come down
Are there whispers in my ears
Is this really all worth it?
What if you die in the crash?
Bruised knees and scraped elbows
The whispers come back
Another question appears
What if the ride is worth it?
What if setting foot on the blatantly treacherous path is the best part?
What if the fun is in the climb?
Im drowning in the swamp of self pity
And sinking in the quicksand for a fractured psyche
But For the first time in a long time it all seems worth it
The stars have never looked as beautiful as they do
Than when im speeding through my thoughts
And ive never felt as close to heaven as i do
Than when im making love to the devil
I know i’m selling my soul.
Signing my death certificate
And i see his struggles,
The way it destroys him
But i cant bring myself to walk away from it
Not again.
Im hand in hand with my crystal clear knight
Married to the drug
Til death do us part.
Mitch Prax Oct 2018
I guess I should have known better
than to let you in again, right?
I guess not.
No matter how many times
you leave a hole in my chest
leaving me to pick up the pieces
I always find my heart crawling back
to you to give you another chance
that you don’t deserve.
My heart, the fool, thinks that maybe
this time you’ve changed for the better.
Maybe this time, you really mean it.
Maybe this time, you will not repeat.
*******.
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