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Robb Aug 2013
See the sadness in my eye, if you took the time to look
But most people believe the lie, sinker line and hook
Embarresed to talk bout the feelings in my mind
So I internalize it all, get used to it in time
But the darkness never fades, it is always on the edge
Looking at these lines, that are dropping A from read
The scars will never disappear, remind me of my past
Even though I have moved on from that, fear that they aren't last
Still plague me in my dreams, wether waking or asleep
So I try to ignore the demons creeping out of me
They escape in time alone, but surrounded I'm no better
Short sleeves it's apparent, kinda like my scarlet letter
D for depression or M misunderstood
People say they're here to help, but tell me how you could
Do you get the pain I live with? Is it something you understand?
Do you lay awake at night, with a razor grasped in hand?
Does your arm run red, when the worlds too much to bear?
Or do you have another means to get you out your head?

So don't tell me you get it, sympathy for me's no good
Rather when you see me with my headphones on and hood
Don't tell me that it's nothing and don't think that you know better
Cause chances are there's reason behind wearin long sleeved sweaters
I don't mean to be scarin kids or give the wrong impression
It's just the more you know, the more you'll understand depression

It's sad how no one gets it, get judges it's so offensive
Like an expletive instead of answering a question
It's me, my scars my life
Not you, your kid your wife
Your ******* a bit too tight
Try to loosen up inside
Cause it's not your life that's ******
Not your problem you're in luck
Never wish this **** on anybody, no ifs ands or buts
Tormented by day, live with terror in the night
Cause the shade envelopes me no matter how I fight
Just gave up, my wall collapsed
Defenses didn't last
So I caved in let the darkness have a blast
Say it's just phase, **** I wish that **** were true
But it disappears then returners stronger in a day or two
The numbness creeps up higher, reaching for my brain
Then finally it's became part of every nerve and vein
Encompasses my body and it takes over control
Until the days fade together, looking like a blur
This is not a joke, you just probably don't know
Ive been dealin with this it's begun to take a toll

So don't tell me you get it, sympathy for me's no good
Rather when you see me with my headphones on and hood
Don't tell me that it's nothing and don't think that you know better
Cause chances are there's reason behind wearin long sleeved sweaters
I don't mean to be scarin kids or give the wrong impression
It's just the more you know, the more you'll understand depression

I get so **** frustrated when I hear these people hate
About how weird those scars look, they don't take a second or wait
Try to figure out the meaning, or the reasoning behind
All the anger or the sadness that could cause the kind of drive
That would force the decision to drag across your skin
A razor or a knife or a lit cigarette end
But to me that **** means something that to you it never could
Because livin it myself has brought me closer to
The truth that lies beyond what these people have forgot
It's not your place to judge anyone who's cut
Cause chances are your wrong, and you probably make worse
Cause from experience that won't make them think first
It's just another reason to be done with your surroundings
To disappear inside and become hard as granite
To live to die to choose
Some alleviate with *****
While others turn to pills or *** to get them out the mood

So don't tell me you get it, sympathy for me's no good
Rather when you see me with my headphones on and hood
Don't tell me that it's nothing and don't think that you know better
Cause chances are there's reason behind wearin long sleeved sweaters
I don't mean to be scarin kids or give the wrong impression
It's just the more you know, the more you'll understand depression
Song lyrics
john shai Apr 2016
It is forbidden to eat
To eat the fruit of love
In the garden of Human

Woman plucks it from the tree
The tree of ignorance
And gives it to Man

Man realizes they are clothed
And is embarresed he connot
Make her drop her brazier

They fall into love
And shall forever dwell
In paradise near to God

But
       In paradise there groweth
       Another strange fruit
       And a strange snake
I thought perhaps this perfect opposite of the genisis story could have unconsciously influenced Christian thought over the centuries, giving rise to patriarcal systems of knowledge and a fear of ***.
me on the blaze
books piled high by your father
what does he have against self help
of the devine kind
he knows only you can save yourself

your mother cackling in the background
smashing vinyl on her knees
i knew she hated sinatra
but so does she hate baragin bins?
or does she know music is the portal to the soul

your little sister
beating the usual villagers
diminishing them to gold and ***
if i had a shell for everytime i wanted to shoot her
my idea of toddlers would change and my pockets
would pull my pants down
there standing pantless
embarresed in front of my lovers family
my love knew just what to so

she screamed "swarm"
before they drained my blood while still  warm

now i live whenever
sleep wherever
eat whoever
**** however

no limits except the last night i fed
weighing on me like an empty gas tank
light for all the sake of irony in that word

i love you , soul
why did i ever leave you.

serenity stares back wipping the blood from her mouth
and she said the most intelligant thing she ever said
"dont regret your evils, unless you want to let them define you"
the skin still healing from the new chestpeice ink
says
"i will defile you"
the guardians on my back said
cody dale Jan 2015
no
you destroyed my life
ruined my hopes and dreams
embarresed me in front of people I know
and strangers as well
now you flirt
once more
wanting me back
I am not as foolish
as I was
before I met you
you want me back?
well I dont want you
the answeer is
and always will be
NO
Me Dec 2019
I like to picture
the world as a
meadow full of
most colourful flowers
and my heart opens
writing this
and the child in it
jubilates and smiles
at the embarresed faces
who deem this poem
to be too childish
I'd like to
hug you
:-*

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