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hsc Dec 2015
Eventually all these
Negative things will pile up and
She'll lose her mind.
She has nothing to live for.
So why doesn't she cry?

They hate her and probably wish they never had her.
She's sorry.
She's sorry for it all.

If she ended her life right now,
Neither of them would even shed a tear.
For all their sadness, grief and unhappiness,
Would be gone...
Dead;
Killed.

At her own hand.
And she'd regret it not.
For now, at least, she can be at peace.
She CAN be loved and she will.

And there, at least,
She won't be thinking suicidal thoughts.
I wrote this the 31st October, sorry for the late upload, just been very busy. This poem was an actual description of how I felt that day
Katherine Laslie Nov 2015
There are things
Only a trained eye can see
While others
Go through life so obliviously

To see your loved ones
Die in a car crash
A thousand times
Dying over and over
Because the images just won't leave your mind

A body burning
In an oven
Begging for someone
To save him
The heat slowly eats
Away at his skin

An unknown person
Faceless
Nameless
Skinned alive
Lies in a meat cooler
Blending in with
the animals
Who shared the same fate

There are things
That only a trained eye can see
A pool of blood
With no visible source
The grim reaper
Has taken his hold on you
And you can't run
From these delusions
That plague
You
Katherine Laslie Nov 2015
I want
To cut myself
Wide open

Digging the blade
Deep down
Into my organs

I feel so exposed
So I'll expose
What's inside
This precious
Body of mine

The blood
So addicting
I want to drown
In Crimson red
For the rest of my life

The skin
Peeling away
Sending my nerves
All aflame
To feel the soft flesh
That lies beneath
Flesh that no one
Was ever meant to see

My soul
Is protruding
Trying to escape
I want to let it out
But I'm crying from pain

My heart
Starts to stammer
Lungs convulse
To reach for air
I start to let go
As I disappear
Katherine Laslie Oct 2015
With a twist
Of a
Blade
All my pain
Is erased

As the blood
Flows strong
My existence
Is replaced
With a
Void

I made a
Nuse
When I was
Young
Out of my
Clothes
And tried to
Suffocate myself
Because I hated
Everything
That had to do with me

But that never got me far
For I'm still here
Living
Breathing air
Much to my despair
Katherine Laslie Oct 2015
The streetlights
Illuminate
the night with colors
That words cannot
Relate

The darkness has
Consumed
The sunlight that's
Refused
To ever shine again
And now we're trapped
in the darkness within

The demons, they are
Lurking
Searching for the blood
That they are thirsting

As the night
Swallows us whole
A black void
That devours
Our souls
D Oct 2015
I never asked to be born this way
Maybe if I was consulted I's be okay
But I wasn't - I don't know what to say
My times running short, my choices limited each day

* * *

You said you think I'm brave
because I can speak my mind
I don't think I'm brave
'cause if I were I would've taken my life


* * *

I'm a coward of the worst kind
One that uses a mask to hide behind


* * *

It's so easy to forget when I'm with you
You make me happy just being alive
But the moment you leave
and I'm left on my own,
My thoughts scream at me
and there's no where to hide

* * *

*Practice make better but I've
     been practicing for years.
Nothings gotten any better, in
      fact all my fears
Are only getting stronger, and
     I'm fighting back tears
'Cause they say practice makes
      better, but I don't think I could take another year.
Just my thoughts from today.
Katherine Laslie Oct 2015
It's unfortunate
That you had to die
Even more so
Because it was me who
Had held the knife

******, you cried
******, so perfect
The way you screamed
When your stomach
Was exposed

Your heart was racing
In a fear unspoken
Your breathing was slim,
For your lungs would not open

Blood paints the walls
And I take a taste
Someday maybe I
Will share the same fate
Welcoming death's
Eternal embrace
Ayeshah Sep 2015
He watched as I  'slept",

seems as if my chest is rising and falling in tune

as he breathed deeply through parted lips.

 He shed his clothes and,

wearing only his boxers,

he stretched out alongside me.

 He trailed a finger down my cheek,

my neck,

caressing every inch of my body

 He bent his head to nuzzle my smooth  COLD skin,

flicking my ear with his tongue.

 A soft moan escaped his lips.

A single tear slides down my face.....

No One Can Hear Me!

Always Me Ayeshah ™ ®
         K.A.C.L.N ©
     All right reserved ®
Copyright 1977 - Present
He's Killed me!
Kale Sep 2015
The willow tree
That I sit under
Beckons me to sleep
It holds me tight
Like the memories
I dearly keep.
But once in a while
It brings me despair
Causing me tears.
I couldn't handle
The thought of your
Blood shed and tears.
Instead of facing
The dark abyss
I lay dangling
From the tree's
Branch
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