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Kole J McNeil Dec 2021
The monsters under our beds turn to monsters in our heads

The ghosts in the attic become the ghosts of past loves

Pain was a broken leg that soon became a fight to the death with your mind

Shots were something we got so we didnt get sick but they turned to needles littering the ground

Medicine was tylonal we took when we had a cough now its pills we pop to forget life

we went from cutting paper into works of art to ripping our own skin apart into a crimson mess

yelling was what you did at the playground now it's what happens when when you can't stand living

Bruises would come from falling off the monkeybars now they come from those you think love you

shots were from soda caps and giggles that turned to sneaking out and getting wasted to forget

What happend to those kids whoes eyes were full of hope

What happened to those kids who wanted to grow up
I miss being so youthfull and looking forward the future
Winter Ace Aug 2014
I was clean until today.
I got caught smoking, and could no longer bare the pain.
So I slit my wrist.
the blood begin to gush.
The skin so neatly seperated.
I suddenly remembered the pain I was once in love with.
I fell in love all over again.
so many tylonal but the headache stayed.
this was my breaking point.
I could no longer live this life.
things began to fly. The suddenly my eyes drifted closed and my heart beat came to a close.
and before I could stop what I started my life was at a flat line.
Noah May 2019
* your my tylonal when im in pain, that i take when my head hurts, your my sunshine when it rains, your my coffee that I need in the morning,your my smile when im feeling blue, you kinda make me feel like the feeling you get after your first kiss except everyday you make me feel like this,your my water when im stuck in the in the desert, if life is a movie than your the best part, your like a tall glass of lemonade on a summer day, your exactly what I need,your so beautiful sometimes I stop to close my eyes*”
**Mixture of best part by Daniel Caesar and H.E.R. And Lemonade by Jeremy Passion
Hannah Farber Aug 2017
Little little girl standing in the mirror
Where did she go
When did I last see her
This little girl has faded away
She's tired of living her everyday game
She looks and doesn't recognize herself
She can't take care of everyone else
She can barely take care of herself
Tears go down her face as she yells
This isn't fair
I am not well
Nothing about her life is normal
She fakes a smile and cries at her moms funeral
You'd never guess what happens behind closed doors
People used to care
Not so much anymore
She gets attached and then people leave
What a fool she thinks
And I believed when they said they loved me
People say they said goodbye for a reason
Why she asks
And I thought they were a keeper
Expessily the older ones with dark brown hair
They said they cared
Then they left
How dare
The good ones leave
And it takes time
But the longer it takes
The longer I die inside
I can't do this
I'm dead
The devil has won
Not yet though
There's still time
And she watches from afar as it flys bye
Too many decisions to make
And to make them I must be awake
My home isn't home since she died
Did I not see the pain inside
I want to hurt her as much as she's hurt me
And I know how to do it
And you know where I'll be
Reckless and dangerous
That's who I am
No body gets I'm doing the best that I can
Well farewell
It's time for me to go
Grab the tylonal pm
And I'm going to sleep
And I feel my heartbeat
I don't want to feel mine
I want to feel hers
And as time goes by
I hurt and I yell
I want to vanish
To be gone
To be out of my hell
This is the last of me you'll ever see
The realist me I'll ever be
I am ready I am prepared
And I will forever be out of your hair
I'll be out of my cell
What if it doesn't work
She gets all nervous
Then she remembers
Shes never even had a purpous

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