My elbow pops
Like the way the word
Snap dragon sounds

My freckles aren't constellations
They're reminders that I am not
Dark and ancient
Like my ******* father

My hair
FRIZZY
Like a pumpkin on fire

Voice
So sweet it makes me sick
And now all my teeth have fallen out

My throat swollen
A cave with an avalanche stuck inside
Dead bats
And stalactites like toothpicks
I don't need

Nails
Like tree bark
Hollow in all the right places

Scars
Like a record
Of the way I hurt myself
Put it on Repeat
Till it scratches

Cheeks like high school
Like humiliation
With four eyes perching
Not lucky clovers

And eyes glued on
With one glued on wrong

And knees that I'm constantly falling down on

You hear the sound of your skull c r a c k i n g.

                                                            ­ That’s

                                                         ­                all.

drink my blood
eat my heart
swallow my tongue
crack my bones & **** out the marrow
i have enough to go around

I need you to know,
That it is my time to go,
This is not my result,
It's my twisted mind's fault.
Don't say you forgive me everyday,
'Cause I know what people say,
"****** Freak"
They told me I was weak,
That I didn't deserve a perfect, happy family.
But, I don't have a perfect and happy family.
My mind is twisted,
My heart is broken,
My feelings are scattered,
And my throat is swollen.
I don't have any motivation,
So, go ahead, and throw your little celebration.
I'm insane,
But, I guess you all are to dense to realize,
It's been the same.
You want to know,
And It want's to put on a show,
I have a dark and twisted mind,
I don't even know what I'll find,
Blood spattered against a wall,
Knives, that did it all.
I deserve to be in a Mental Asylum.
But, that Stupid place is a realm,
I still have dreams,
I'm still not sure if they are Nightmares,
Or my happy place.
So, I'll tell you one.
Lets go deep into my mind,
And find,
The right one to tell:
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With my eyes open wide,
And nothing human inside,
Blood galore,
I open the door,
And stab my sibling,
'Till he's no longer living,
Mother and Father are next,
There's no time for a rest,
I walk in,
Eyes wide,
While Mother cried,
And Joey has died,
Father comes up,
And says "Sweetie, put the knife down, I hate to see you frown.."
I grin,
'Cause I'm about to make a terrible sin,
"Father,
I know I've always been a bother,
Don't tell me other-wise.
But I can't put it down,
'Cause I like to see you drown,
In all of these words,
These little precious words,
That you will forever remember."

He holds on tight to Mother,
Realizing, what I did to brother,
"Go to Hell!! GET OUT OF MY DAUGHTER!! I DON'T KNOW YOU ANYMORE!! GIVE ME TEARS!!"
I chuckle,
Looking at the couple,
I walk over to Father,
"I am Tears."
I say,
So quietly,
"You will pay."
I hear someone faintly say,
It's Mother,
Sweet, innocent, Mother.
I turn to her,
"I am Tears."
I repeat,
Not sure, If it came out to sweet,
"You finally see,
The true me,
What I have become,
You both better run,
'Cause it will be so much fun,
To play a game of Tag,
But, it has a little snag,
In this game,
When I find you,
It won't be the same,
You will die,
And I will sigh,
'Cause your life,
Ended by my knife,
With your blood splattered on the wall,
You will fall,
I do find it quite amusing."

I smile,
And take out another Knife,
I stab Mother and Father,
Like I did Brother,
They are shocked,
That they couldn't block,
Themselves from a twelve year old girl,
"W-who are y-you.."
I hear mother faintly say.
On the edge of her death,
I decide to take a breath,
And tell them.
So I kneel down,
The room already sounds like a Ghost Town.

"You see Mother,
I've always been trapped inside my own mind,
Afraid of what I could find,
If I just let go,
And let the world know,
What I have hidden deep inside of me,
So, don't you see?
This is the true me.
I'm who I am,
I'm not okay,
'Cause It wants to come out and play.
We both know,
If I'm a Friend or Foe,
I'm not Tears anymore,
She's taking a little detour.
And letting me take over,
With all of that said,
I am not "Tears",
I am Red."

Mothers eyes grow wide,
Realizing, i'm not even on her side,
She knows who she is,
She thought she was fake,
But for Heavens Sake,
"SEE?! I AM NOT FAKE!!!"
The couple's eyes flutter close,
I yell,
While Mother and Father,
Have already fell,
Into a deep, deep sleep.
They will never forgive me,
Their sweet little girl,
It turns out she was an enemy,
But, at least they died together.
In each other's arms,
"Could've It been for the better,
If I just killed myself, instead?"
No,
It was a lot of fun, though.
While it lasted.
I'm covered in blood, head to toe,
But will I ever recover?
I guess no one will know.
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I'm not who you think I am,
I'm on the verge of breaking,
I'm shaking.
She wants to come out,
We both know that's a mistake to do,
Without a doubt.
We both have read,
What would happen,
Do you even dare to go to bed?
I don't,
I have the same dream,
It goes on forever, it seams.
I have a dark and twisted mind,
Now I know what I can find,
I still don't know,
If I'm a friend or Foe,
I personally don't want to hurt anyone,
But, of course,
Red thinks it will be fun,
Don't come near me if I'm thinking,
Or even dreaming,
Cause chances are,
I'm not myself.

All that you have read,
Will be in your head,
When I'm dead,
This is going to be said,

"The person who wrote this letter is Red,

         But the person who wanted to **** you all,

Is Tears."

So, I guess we are the same, huh? :)


Goodbye,
Sweetie Pies,
I'll always be here,
Even if I'm dead,
In my own head,
I'm here,
Watching everything you guys do.
And will try to make your life a living hell, for you.
Sorry, you guys,
But I'm not that familiar with,

            "Sweet Goodbyes"

I have alot of opinions, this particular one I am about to share with you today is a seemingly less popular idea amoung the masses.
Let's take it back to right after the first world war- soldiers coming back from battle were ailed physically, but what drove many of them sadly to the points of insanity and suicide were the things they had witnesses on the battlefield. Scenes of people infected with festering diseases that eventually took their lives, some with arms and legs completely taken off- still walking around in the shock of it all, and most of all- the death, the brains and blood and insides of what used to be living breathing people now splayed out across the landscape or piling up in the trenches. The mere thought of it is absolutely horrific.
Today, we can turn on our various screens and witness the horror in high definition, excruciating detail. Human being desimating human beings. Killing each other for fun, taking another life for fun.
I know I am mostly alone on this, every single man enjoys his brutally violent video games, gore movies and zombie thrillers are the biggest thing right now.
Personally, I feel its disgraceful. A total disrespect for the dead and human dignity. Think of your grandparents, your parents, all of your friends and family. Would you be so excited to see them fall victim in the zombie apocolapse? Already dead, reanimated, rotting corpses of your loved ones attempting to take your life. Would you be so thrilled to have them pinned at gunpoint, because to the shooter- its a game?
This numbed human experience is insane.
I don't believe in it, and I refuse to live by it.
Yes, I have been exposed to blood, guts, gore & war
But I certainly don't absorb it for fun, or as a silly past time.
These are peoples lives.