So many people focus on finding love
I'm too busy finding myself

It's 3am again
Loneliness came and went
***** became my friend
And we talked about life and death

The seductiveness of darkness took control
I gave myself in and let it take my soul

Hang me from your balcony
So you can hear my fantasy
People only want to listen when your wrists are painting poetry
Push me off a cliff so you can make a tragedy
Tragedies make poetry
Poetry is lovely
Tie me to some train tracks
To create a mass catastrophe
Catastrophes make poetry
Poetry is charming

Anxious thoughts shroud my mind
Thoughts of self-harm and suicide
Troubled days unsettle the soul
Uneasy nights make me cry

Rope creates a fantasy like no other
Train tracks lead to an unclear demise
Bridges invite an easy escape
Knives carve thin skin where veins reside

Everyday follows another
An endless cycle from which I suffer
To live is to feel pain
To live forever is to go insane

There are spiders in the corners of my room
They hide in comfort from their impending doom
They have as much right as me
To stay here too
For I hide here when I cant see the moon
I don't think they will be here long
They seem to come and go
They leave their webs
They leave their homes
We are not that different
Maybe that they know
In time I will be gone too

Depression is numbness
Anxiety is pain
When they are mixed
It is like fire and rain
Except the fire never goes out
And the rain only becomes heavier

If you could describe me as a mathematical equation
You could call me friend< 1

Everyday he wandered a fragile path
A path Scarred and neglected
It ended abruptly
This was the type of path he knew best
The end of the path opened to a great escape
With no crossing for miles
The vast road offered an instant death
Cars sped past with no remorse
Everyday he watched but couldn’t pull through
He told himself ‘tomorrow I’ll be released’
If only he knew

Every night he dreamed of death
To live alone would be his only regret
His dreams were vivid and were soon to come
Just not in the way he once thought it would

One day it all changed
The boy found a true love
He smiled and forgot why he hated himself
A new path he followed
With a girl by his side
Finally he felt happy and no longer wanted to die

During the night
He no longer dreamed of death
He dreamed of his future
Too bad life is unfair

The following day offered many opportunities
The boy walked his new path with his utmost dignity
The path wasn’t neglected
It didn’t end abruptly
The path opened to a crossing which was new to his area
Who thought this would be the place where he got run over

An eerie silence fills my hollow room
Closed curtains make darkness last forever
Patches of light offer a sense of hope
However are eventually lost into the nightfall
A sense of melancholy holds me hostage
Wrapped in layers of warmth my insecurities cease to exist
I confide to my internal voice to release me from my angst
Time goes on as I dream in this room
Life will go on without me

Some people hang their heads in shame
Others hang their heads with rope

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If music could numb the mind forever
Popping pills wouldn't seem so clever

Escape into the darkness
The only place where you can hide
Close your eyes tightly and pretend you are fine
Shutdown your brain so you don't agonize

Hide till you no longer feel blue
Hide till you no longer see stars
Hide till the darkness takes over so you can't see your scars

Wait for the light to come back
Regret all your choices
Wait for a life time
Die alone in the darkness

As white as the snow that is yet to come
And as delicate as a fallen autumn leaf
A Heron patiently waits like a philosopher lost in thought

I am not zoning out
My mind is going places
From somewhere to nowhere
Through Greatness and nothingness
I can travel to places you will not believe

Life is stressful
Sometimes we have to leave
And travel through our minds till we reach our needs

Life is chaotic
Sometimes we have to leave
To avoid the silence
And the noise

Life is a nightmare
And sometimes we need to dream

I sit alone and wait for friends
These long tedious days never seem to end
I yearn for love, attention and bliss
Yet I dream of the day where I no longer exist

When I think of myself
I think life was a mistake
I think my life is a waste
And that God had poor taste

Why would he create someone as pathetic as me
A boy whose mind wanders about when there's nothing to see
A boy who can't concentrate on the simplest things
A boy who hates himself so much that he only feels pain
A boy who only sees light in the dark and the rain

If only the lonely had somewhere to be
Where they could be loved and held intimately
I hope for the day where i'm no longer lonely
Until then I will patiently wait for friends to join me

My midlife crisis has begun
I'm only nineteen
But I'll be dead by forty

Socializing is like driving
Some go a lifetime without learning how to do it

We stood hand in hand by the meadow up the hill.
It was almost as if time stood still.
I wish this dream would never end.
So our love could flourish with our flower bed.
I said ‘please don’t leave, I love you so.’
She replied ‘I love you too, but now I must go’

These tears do not know better
They just flow when they think the time is right
It just so happens that they like to show themselves at night

A meadow made for lovers
Between nowhere and forever
Beneath the fragile stars
We spot fireflies and share our most inner thoughts
Silence is the greatest sympathy the earth gives
I can only wonder what we will dream about
Tonight this flower bed will be ours

Pretty girl
Did you starve yourself
And sit upright in that chair
Pretty girl
Did you apply foundation
And condition your silky hair
Pretty girl
Did you use your makeup
And read that 'true beauty' magazine
Pretty girl
Did you put on those heels
So your prince charming could sweep you off feet
Pretty girl
Are you depressed
Because that boy just called you ugly
Pretty girl
That rope is seductive
And in death you found your beauty

Some people strive for perfection
Without knowing what perfection is

You are too delicate to be loved
Like a flower in the wind
I'm afraid i'll blow all your petals away

Love is like modern art
They both leave the mind in a state of confusion