Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
elizabeth Sep 2016
Feeling so alone;
Will it always be this way?
*Is this how I die?
September 6, 2016
Eat my heart out*
Fry my brain
The world is spinning
I'm going insane
~
I can't breathe
Feet can't touch the floor
Just want it all to end
Can't take anymore
~
Sickly stomach
Blurry eyes
I don't want anyone
To hear my wails and cries
~
Please no more
Take me somewhere sane
Eat my heart out*
Fry my brain
Overwhelmed
elizabeth Aug 2016
Tears running down my face,
my worst fear
has come to life.

Terrified...
Shaking...
Too many thoughts...
Please...
Help me...

I don't want to face him;
my Violator,
my Terrorizer,
my own personal Nightmare.

Please...
Don't make me go...
I don't want to..
Wake me up...

I can't go up.
I can't.
Don't want to.
Don't make me.
I'm like a little girl;
I am a little girl.
Please don't make me.

Please...
I can't breathe...
Wake me up...

*Please
August 19, 2016.
Wake me from this nightmare. Please. Someone... Help me.
Pastell dichter Jun 2016
It's too loud
Too bright
Too much
Too many people
Too much noise
Please shut up
shut up
Shut your stinking mouths
Your lips moving
And blathering on
Spit flying
Toung working
Words spilling out like a leaking pipe
I don't care about your stupid problems
Can't you ***** just shut up?
Pounding head like a hammer slamming into a nail
Aching
Hurting
Sore throat
Like sandpaper on smooth stone
I had to stay quiet
I was talked over
No one heard me
No one would hear me if I screamed for help
Or if they did would they care?
Pastell dichter Jun 2016
I'm sitting right next to her
But she feels a thousand miles away
I'm alone
She is looking at me with loving eyes
But I can't feel her love
All I feel is empty
And alone
So alone
Please
Just kiss me
Hold me
Help me
I'm begging
Help me
We are at a camp and its the last day and I feel so alone. It's not your fault. I'm sorry.
Pastell dichter Jun 2016
I have no reason to be "sad"
I should be fine
I've been around friends
And my sweetheart
But I'm not happy
I'm down in the dumps
I'm at rock bottom
I just want to go home
And curl up in a ball and sleep
Watch supernatural
And snuggle my baby girl
Please let me go home
Pastell dichter May 2016
She assaults me with words and feelings I can't deal with and then says I should thank her more often
Sure let me thank you for breaking my clean
Let me thank you for making me want to cut
Yes please I would like to spend my day looking for razor blades
Thank you for making me throw up
Thank you for the nightly tears
The yelling
The fighting
The blaming
The self hate
Thank you mother for giving me my depression on a silver platter
And then asking me to thank you
I thought humans learnt from their mistakes?
Perhaps I'm the exception to the rule?
One would think you'd learn not to put so much trust in others,
In the end.... They'll abuse it.

When my best friend turned around and stabbed me in the back,
Hacked into everything I knew, everything I owned and used it all as blackmail against me, I thought I knew how it felt to Hurt
To feel genuiene Anger towards someone.
I of course was wrong...

Now, couple years down the track, I put too much trust into someone I now know I should never have. He turned around and stabbed me in the back and broke me. I though I knew how it felt to be Crippled
To feel like everything inside me Shattered
Single handedly ruined me and my life, shattered my trust in people and when there was no one there to support me... I fell deeper into the abyss. I sought refuge and support from the people I still held trust and faith in
They too abused my trust in them and broke me further, By now my pieces are too small to fit back together.
A shattered mine and a crippled soul but...
Everyone has problems. Everyone is hurting right?
I shouldn't complain, shouldn't tell you my problems because they're not your problems and why would you want them?
That's absurd

No matter what I say anymore, it is with an ill will
No matter what I do anymore, it is with an ill will
No matter how I feel anymore... it carries with it an ill will...
I am nothing but what people tell me I am
I can't begin to list how others make me appear anymore than I can begin to list how I appear in the mirror...
There is no thinking positively
There is no "It gets better"

When you're me...
...Even the saddest of emotions turn to anger.
I'm at that point where anything and everything hits me
Double faulted left right and centre
Made to live up to needs and wants that cannot be returned and im surprised I still manage to talk to anyone.
No where is a safe haven anymore, I am...
All on my own in this
Audrey Marie Apr 2016
After awhile you'll realize that she's nothing but a little girl with a broken heart.
She depended on you.
Relied on you.
She loved you.
But now you see her, sitting in the rain all alone wondering if she's crying or if its the water streaming down her face. But when will YOU realize what you did to her?
Pastell dichter Mar 2016
Tears trace their way down her cheeks
The pain in her heart is to much to take
She sits in the dark and lest the pain take over
The pain
The throbbing pain like a wild beast in a too small cage unable to stop its pacing
Claws digging into tender flesh
She weeps and wants to let the poor beast out
She wishes for a way for the trapped animal to escape

She understands what she must do
But she is scared
Her body shivers at the thought
But it's the only way
She picks up the blade and slits her wrists
Her blood pooling on the bathroom floor
The beast inside screams in pain and then calms down
Sitting and waiting to see what's next
Her blood red like fire and as deep as the dark gushes out of her slim wrists
She is fading life slipping away
And the beast is closer to being free
As she takes her last breath a tiger orange like sunsets with red marks around his eyes appears before her
He looks her in the eye and bows
Acknowledging her pain and torment
All of the dark days she has endured
Every night of tears
He stands upright
And starts to fade
Her vision is going
Her life is gone
She closes her eyes for the last time
Never to be opened again

That night the neighbors heard a sound
Like a great beast morning the lost of a friend
Next page