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Bambi Oct 2013
I hurt myself today. To see if I still feel. I focus on the pain; the only thing thats real. ~ Nine Inch Nails
I wish that sometimes I can really show myself, without being questioned.
I want to speak my mind, without being blocked or suffocated.
What have I become. My sweetest friend. Everyone I know goes away in thee end. ~ Nine Inch Nails
I know right when I publish this my grandma will call and question, so my mom will go on unpost, leaving me raveled, taken together, question in a box. Yet again I must be questioned.
Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, decades roll by dragging my decaying body behind it.
Im to young to drive away.
Im to afraid to run.
What will happen when I get home today?
I question myself, I order myself.
It is killing me not to speak.
Yet I must remain quiet.
I am sorry, for I must remain concealed.
You did raise me right.
You did treat me well.
Its me.
Beneath the stains of time. The feelings disappear. You were someone else I am still right here. ~ Nine Inch Nails
Bambi Oct 2013
I hurt myself today. To see if I still feel. I focus on the pain; the only thing thats real.

~ Jonny Cash



I wish that sometimes I can really show myself, without being questioned.

I want to speak my mind, without being blocked or suffocated.



What have I become. My sweetest friend. Everyone I know goes away in thee end.

~ Jonny Cash



I know right when I publish this people question, still I wont go and unpost.
  
I feel as if left raveled, taken together, question in a box.

Yet again I must be questioned.

Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, decades

roll by dragging my decaying body behind it.

Im to young to drive away.

Im to afraid to run.

What will happen when I get home today?

I question myself, I order myself.

It is killing me not to speak.

Yet I must remain quiet.
  
I am sorry, for I must remain concealed.

You did raise me right.

You did treat me well.

Its me.


Beneath the stains of time. The feelings disappear. You were someone else I am still right here.
~ Jonny Cash
Amber Jan 2013
I hurt myself today. To see if I still feel. I focus on the pain; the only thing thats real.
~ Nine Inch Nails

I wish that sometimes I can really show myself, without being questioned.
I want to speak my mind, without being blocked or suffocated.

What have I become. My sweetest friend. Everyone I know goes away in thee end.
~ Nine Inch Nails

I know right when I publish this people question, still I wont go and unpost.
  I feel as if left raveled, taken together, question in a box.
Yet again I must be questioned.
Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, decades
roll by dragging my decaying body behind it.
Im to young to drive away.
Im to afraid to run.
What will happen when I get home today?
I question myself, I order myself.
It is killing me not to speak.
Yet I must remain quiet.
   I am sorry, for I must remain concealed.
You did raise me right.
You did treat me well.
Its me.

Beneath the stains of time. The feelings disappear. You were someone else I am still right here. ~ Nine Inch Nails
PLEASE READ: Everything I write comes from the heart. This is how I really feel.

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