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Meghan Marie Oct 2015
Doctor please,
Crack open my rib cage
and let the light seep in.
Take this monster out of me.
Scrape it off my bones
and tear it out,
I can feel it growing larger
with every breath I take.
Doctor please,
this is killing me.
Lauren Leal Jun 2015
Can you hear the cry
of my inner self sentenced to die?
I'm shouting your name
I'm was glad you came
Save me from my own hell
It's taking me, can't you tell!
I can't keep doing this
I can no longer swing my fist
I feel weak
a constant losing streak
I need to see you darling
Your love so startling
But you have walked away
Leaving with no words to say
I think it's time to take
The demons hand, and never awake
*This was real. Someone special left me without a reason, and I learned to except much of the negativity in my life. In turn, making me feel "dead" par-say.*
Every time i hear the word soulmate i hear her name every time the wind whistles in my face it reminds me of the way her hair melted across my cheeks i clutch my eyes shut thinking im dreaming to open and see its a dream come true, her love makes me forget how it feels to want my life to be through forget how it feels to feel alone even now she is away i still feel her i still smell her i still crave her the way she makes me feel beats any drug i dont want anything but her love
To my true first love
Colette May 2014
I got mad,
made suicidal tweets on twitter,
then I get a notification.

You, a friend who I haven't talk to for a long time,
direct messaged me,
and ask me if I was alright.

I felt happy in that moment,
that someone cared.
And that someone was you.

You called me after,
assured that I do not harm myself.
We talked for an hour and i never felt so happy.

Thank you,
for calling me,
Thank you for listening.

If you hadn't,
I would have scars and,
My demon would have been dancing in happiness tonight.
A special poem to a old guy friend who I haven't been in contact for a long time. Thank you for saving me tonight.
Colette May 2014
my inner demon tells me,
that if doesn't want me to die.

my inner demon is not a friend,
it enjoys seeing me suffer.

my inner demon laughs in joy,
at the cuts and scars I have.

my inner demon pulls me back and forth,
the cliff of misery.

my inner demon smiles in amusement,
when the people I know leave me.

my inner demon pour alcohol on my wounds,
when I'm crying.

my inner demon consumes me entirely,
and I to surrender to it.

my inner demon holds me captive,
and I to to be inflicted of pain for it's happiness.
Colette May 2014
little devil,
when will you leave me?

consume me,
fully.

eat me entirely.

*I don't want to suffer anymore.

— The End —