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addy henderson Nov 2014
Content with tangible feelings or small talks
Bothered by a handless palm or quiet walks
Love is destructive through silence
Were all just desperate for someones guidance
N v d Berg Oct 2014
like dark waters inside you rise
lapping at the edges of me
slowly eroding my soul
the damage is subtle, not visible at all
until i looked back in time
and saw how much of me was gone
broken away by the continuous ebb and flow of your inky destructive blackness
SM Sep 2014
When I should have loved longer
I piled each excuse higher
towering between
distant thoughts
and sweet words
tipping the scale once and for all
amongst all the chaos
of trying to find myself

                                                           I lost you
jennifer ann Sep 2014
it's like a nightmare,
everything you feared staring you right in the face,
grinning from ear to ear, and taunting as you scream,
you dont know how to deal with all of the pain you
feel, if only this werent real, and just a terrible, dream.

it's like a bullet to the chest,
agonizing and unexpected.
crying as you're bleeding out, perfusely
but you just get rejected.

your heart filled with so much pain &
anger, you dont know what to do,
so you turn to all of this self
destructive behavior, getting lost in all of this pain,
you slowly begin to lose  you., you
dont know how to overcome, and you have nowhere to run.
you turn to the drugs and the *****, not a friend in the world,
just a sad and lonely girl with nothing left to lose.
Layla Thurman Sep 2014
I was a disaster
Just waiting to happen
Self destructive
lacking morals
My poetry was an
Unwritten suicide
I held smoke in my lungs
And alcohol in my liver
16 and bullet proof
Me against the world

*what a fool I was
Layla Thurman Sep 2014
Im tired of lighting cigarettes
when I really just want to light my insides on fire.
Im tired of kissing boring boys and girls.
Because love is too much for me to handle
Im tired of drinking 20 cups of black coffee
hoping the caffeine will stop my heart.
Im tired of taking white and blue pills, white lines, shots of ***** and **** rips to hold me over for a couple hours.
Im really tired of shaking between highs, head between my knees, breaking into a cold sweat.
Truth is, Im tired of living
Because life just isn't worth it anymore.
Shaina Aug 2014
Fire makes me feel.
It warms my soul.
With each dancing flame that resembles my demons, I can watch them flicker away and come back in a flash to haunt me,
but I will always know that they will keep me warm and give me light
even on my darkest days.
It is a beautifully destructive powerful force that I cannot wait to be burned and branded by.
I want it to consume me and leave me burned with passion.
Feel the intensity of its power.
Letting me know that I'm still alive.
As my flesh burns and my skin is scorched with each spark and flame.
Leaving me with pink and red tender wounds.
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