my mind has turned against me
images of being tortured
bounce like a red hot molecule inside my skull

"you deserve this"
"you're worthless"

they scream in my ear
its like a non stop 747 flying by my head
but today was different

i grabbed the thoughts by the throat
and pressed them against the wall

with my eyes burning with righteous anger
i throw them to the ground

i press my boot against its throat
and press with all my wieght

they begin to choak
gasping for air
they utter a single phrase
"please have mercy on me"

you didn't have mercy on me
you didn't give me an ounce of joy
you didn't allow me to get out of bed

so no
i will not have mercy on you
i will end your miserable existence

in the trunk
and down the street
i throw you in a ditch

shovel to the head (1)
i bury you far away from me

i'm not stupid though
i know you'll come back

but this time i'm prepared
if you come on my doorstep again
i will not be held accountable for my actions

Why to cut your nerve with a blade,
Why to cry on the bed on which all night you laid,
Why you try your scream not to be heard,
Why don't you just say it in a word.

Everyday you die with those tears,
Why don't you try to overcome your fears?
Everyday you cry by covering your face,
Why don't you try to compete in this world race?

You need to stand strong,
Through all right and wrong,
No matter what I'll always be there for you,
As I truly love you.

**** it before it kills you,
Gems like you are very few,
You are the player of this game,
Play it,win it and make your name!
-Deepti

Last night I saw the fear in your eyes
the vulnerability seeping in.
I made you vulnerable and you hated me for that
you hated that I was the only one
who actually made you feel something
so you had to go and cheat
but I was the **** all though your inbox
says different
A flirty message with a heart faced attached
it doesn't mean anything I tell myself
he loves me.
But I never truly believed. Us girls caught
up in our heads is he thinking of me too.
you broke my heart and I want to break your spine
my therapist says letting anger out is healthy
but I actually want you to die
I want you to feel the pain I felt when I saw you with not the first but the third girl. But I was the idiot for going back.
I want you to not be able to sleep at night
Having panic attack after panic attack
wondering why you were never good enough
I want you to die
because I see in colors and you shut your blue eyes and now all I see is black.
because you said you loved me
and her
and her
my liver trying to accommodate all the alcohol just to get a weakened smile
my veins screaming for me to stop
bleeding them dry my head spiraling trying to get me to think of anything else but you
your manipulative blue eyes and your sinful lips but I am my own worst enemy

She was broke,
only her heart now spoke.

This was not what she'd asked for,
or wanted to cherish.
But now, she was a pariah
left all alone.

All was not yet lost,
she could still cope,
with a Ray Of Hope...

She struggled and pushed herself through the dark,
and she found it at last,
she no longer needed anyone else's support,
Cause she was now herself- 'A RAY OF HOPE' !

when the knife is being twisted oh so slowly deep in my gut
i am imagine myself fighting back
in my mind's eye
i am twisting the same words to hurt you more than you're hurting me
'ugly.ambitious.selfish.thick-faced.stupid.reckless.ungrateful­.'

with the hilt of my words
you will wail
and beg
for me to stop
to please just stop it

and i wouldn't listen
because you didn't even
offer me a chance to breathe
from all the suffering

i will return the favor
and even after all of what you've done to me
i will still hesitate to give you the final stab
because that is what revenge does
it makes you pause and rethink
but only for a little while
afterwards, you will pick the weapon again
and give the final blow

i killed you right after it all

while you left me here—rotting to death

i still have mercy

i was a little girl
you where a grown man
i had no say
you acted upon your own sin
you took my flower
i was too young to know
at the time you had the power
to that i say no more
you are a filthy demon of the night
i am a ****** by heart and its my own right
you rot in your own filth
forever a beast you will be
i have many choices of who i want to be
a writer, a painter, psychologist, or musician
i have a life that is worth living
you may have taken my flower but my words still remain
you thought you had the power
but you're only insane