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To feel the shame of another day?
To ask yourself if it was really worth it?
What did I do wrong this time?
I cant feel my own pulse..
Am I still alive?
Should I say I'm sorry?
But for what?
The demons that fill my mind?
They weren't the ones who made me do it.
My wrist throbs, time after time again..
Begging for the bite of a blade.
I promise again and again that I wont...
This time a different story..
I feel my pulse for the first time it seems.
Now do I truly know the sweet relief of death..
Eh. Bored. I'm not in the mood for life. Rawrrrrr
D Sep 2015
Please, don't ask me to choose,
Because I'll never choose you...
lovedrunkandsad Sep 2015
Every time I begin to think I am getting

over you, I am proven wrong. If I go a

day without speaking to you, I can point

out your flaws. When you're high you

talk too much. When you're drunk you

get angry. You sometimes don't show

empathy for other people's emotions.

Your hands aren't fragile. You don't like

the smell of incense. You argue with

me over things that are not important.



But when I'm with you, your excessive

talking is cute and interesting. When

you're angry, I get excited. Your lack of

emotion towards other people doesn't

bother me because at times i can

understand it. Your hands are rough

and ******* my skin and I like the

sensation. I don't light incense around

you because I much more prefer the

flicker of candle light across your face.

And when you argue with me, I can't

help but feel love. All I feel for you is

love, and I ******* hate it.
Alice Baker Sep 2015
Leave me alone please
I can't handle
Any more of
This broken record
Of your voice
Playing in my head
You have stained
My thoughts
And my words
I want you out


But I also want you back
Alice Baker Sep 2015
Mulling over excuses to talk to you
It pains me to realize
That I can no longer
Call your name
Just to say



I miss you
I love you
I want you



But I do
Chloe Aug 2015
I called him daddy in bed,
but I didn't think he would leave me
the same way my father did.
Now I'm lying here
holding myself at 3 AM
because God knows
neither of them will do it.
These daddy issues are getting real ****** old
Jellyfish Aug 2015
What ever happened to us keeping our buisness ours?
Whatever.
olivia larson Aug 2015
we are over.
not in the way you say we are.
i will not wait like a dog
for you to open the door.
for too long you've left me in the rain
pawing at the door and whimpering
while you took care of that stray
i get she needs you more than i do,
but you can't just leave me out here.
you chose me.
so it's time to start acting like it.
but we are over.
the night you locked the door on me,
all i wanted was the key.
i thought if i said "i love you"
in just the right way
you'd let me in
but then i realized
i am not yours
i refuse to fall into this trap
like the stray you love oh so much
i was whole before you
i will learn to become whole without you.
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Observations
have no limitations.

The green surprise
speckled through your eyes.

The long dirt path
our loud prolonged laughs.

Your smile beaming
as the trees leaning.

The emotion shifts
my mind clicks.

It's all a dream
nothing inbetween.

The laughters gone
it has been for long.

But i'll go to sleep
and the dreams I'll keep.

One day it will be okay
and I wont sleep my grief away.
Just a quick write, was feeling a little sad so I needed to get some feelings out :)
Lavina Akari Aug 2015
it started early 2012 in the late afternoon
some girl told him she liked him he said 'i love you too'
i opened cutlery drawers trying to find a knife
and i spent the whole night wanting to end my life.
this went on for some months and then i lost my appetite
i couldnt stop the voices, what im thinking wasn't right.

but, two years on here i stand
wounds all healed but they still hurt, oh man...

you see there's some strength i found
think it belonged to someone else
i sat and drank it on my own
watching all the other girls
i felt it coursing through my veins but
everything, it felt the same
this numbness in the pain - i'm so tired of this game

but, two years on here i stand,
i'm still not 6 feet in the ground
my head it hurts but earlier on i found these great pills

you see i met this girl sometime you see her head it was a mess
and her body, so so small, it weighed a lot less
than my leg, my anything but she isn't here anymore
i'll read her little note, i've read it 16 times before

'simple things might be a chore, like breathing, showering and feeding,
but i simply don't have energy, and right now, i am bleeding.
depression comes with a knife but all i have is this spoon'
then she looked into the sky and whispered 'nana, i'll see you soon'

not much later mother walked in and there, she was found
and now she's sleeping happily, deep under the ground

this isn't right, for anyone
she should be out having fun
smiling, spinning in the sun
but, i guess, life isn't for everyone

i think im lucky, think God loves me
cause i thought that i would die,
told myself i wasn't worth it but that was a ******* lie

because three years on, here i stand
i love myself, i love me cause i can
i think you should love yourself too
with your pretty little eyes the shades of blue
your hands are shaking, mine are too
but please, hold on i promise you, that i will hold you,
help you as much as i can. but its a one-man battle and i can only pick up pieces
i need to call someone for help, God i hope someone can reach us
this i a song i wrote early last year and finished tonight and thought I'd upload it for you to read.
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