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Death Death is a release
Not a punishment
Some people fear Death
As if they have something here.
However when you have nothing
It doesnt matter; Death
Death relieves us of our pain
Whether you are elderly
Or a sick little child
Death will set you free
Death is lovely
And extremely popular
Or so I hear
So why fear Death
He will set me free
From all the pain
And things not gained.
If I LeaveThe heart beats
Sad and slow
For who it beats
I do not know
Would it be better
If I disappeared?
Poof, Drawn Under
Not lingering here?
Maybe I should
leave this place
You wont have to see
My ugly face
If I go
Nobody will know
They'll turn away
And forget the day
You wont have to feed me
With your unfufilling love
With your lack of care
I wont need it, Not a hair
Where I am going
I will no longer be a burden
You can love freely
Undone, Unconcerned- End.
This road...These clouds of RainHun if you do this
You will never know
The true meaning of happiness
The way it feels to glow
You are a good person
Who doesn't deserve pain
But you don't know it
And just like the clouds, you shed rain
I know i dont mean much
To you anymore
But you are still my friend
So i'll never let go
You may think I am ignorant
As to what goes on in your head
But really i've been there
And heard every word you said
You need to know that I am here
I may not be much but all i do is care
Care for you and everyone else i love
And i will remain here and never disappear
Please dont go down
This terrible road
Because one too many
Have come back hollow and alone
Hun if i could take away the pain
I would because you are special
Trust me and let me into the threshold
Reveal yourself to me and let forth with the rain
PretendThere is another person
I pretend to be
Who wears a size C
Instead of barely a B
She has gorgeous black locks
And never gets teased or mocked
I pretend myself is as she is
With a beautiful soul that is as good as his
I pretend everybody loves this me
They laugh and accept her freely
She has perfect teeth
And is beautiful outside as well as underneath
When i drift off to this imagianary land
Everybody loves me
At least that's the plan...
Not over youHave you ever thought
You were over someone
Looked over your shoulder at them
Your heart plunging under
Your emotions like an ocean
With crashing waves
Against the shore of your conciousness
Over and over again
The build-up of emotions
So full it makes your body shake
All of this pressure built up
Is too much for your heart to take
You thought the pain was over
You thought you'd locked him out
But seeing their face again
Fills you up with all kinds of doubt
Unknown Name-Old PoemMisleaded, Misguided
The love has been hiding
The love i put within him
Your lack of attention
Makes me feel like
My life is lived in detention
Just doesn't feel right
Why do you hide your feelings?
I'll never know
What makes you stay here?
You'll never show
I wanna run,
I wanna hide
Two feelings clashing
Time stands still for no man
I can't leave you without a plan
Will you let me love you
Or will we be forever doomed
Leave or StayThe love
My heart soon to explode
With happiness here, no hate to be found
You talk about her
My heart jumps behind a wall
My insecurities in the way
Do you care for her at all?
Should i leave you now?
Save myself some pain...I dont know how
Or is there nothing there
Between you and her, so fair
How do i know
When to run or when to stay?
My feelings for you grow
Every damn day
TrustWhat is this word
You all call trust
It is strange, unknown
What is this trust?
How do we trust?
If everytime we think
we see lies,
We turn around and run to go hide
I wanna believe you
I sort of do
Its just that feeling deep inside
That you'll leave for something new
I'm scared to show you things
Incase you find
That im not as special
As you thought you saw in your mind
Help me someone
Make me believe
That he's not leaving
And this relationship isnt a tease
My mind is tainted
With dark, hopless thoughts
Cure my sickness
I love him lots
Cut AgainI cut again
It felt so good to let it all out
I Let blood spill again
Havent done it in a while...theres no doubt
The beautiful metal
Against my skin
With rubies of blood
Hiding deep within
The pain is great
Yes we should know
But i deserve it
So, i'll suffer no?
Tears do not fall
For i am numb
I have made a small slice
Upon my thumb
After i am done
My body begins to shake
A cut so deep
In the shape of a capital "K"
What i said, i should never say
I deserve what i get
God. What i did today
I made a Cut in the shape of a "K"
To express my sorrow
And to punish myself today
For i have lost you now
And it is all my fault, good day.
A message to the brokenYou drown yourself
in liquid sorrows,
letting the salty mess
burn your wounds,
and the sadness
to drip in your mouth,
consuming your words
and you say
you deserve the pain,
but I want to dry your face,
and whisper in your ear
how the clouds cry too,
while they hold such beauty,
and so do you.
Stand Against SuicideI know the pain is perhaps unbearable,
But darling, please put down the blade.
Release your emotions through tears and smiles,
Rather than dreading these days.
Do it for the little girl, whose mother can’t be there,
Or for the boy whose father drank too much.
For the boy who can’t sit in elementary school,
Because the bruises from Daddy hurt to touch.
For the teenage girl lying face down in her bed,
Thinking, why can’t it all be done?
For the elderly man looking up at the stars,
Counting the days one by one.
Do it for the children who wonder, does it end?
For the ones who feel left on their own.
For the ones who think, maybe it wouldn’t be so hard
If I didn’t feel so left alone.
And finally, do it for one other person,
The person in front of these words.
Because you’ll never know how it gets better
When focusing on pain and hurt.
Live one more day, dear, for them and for you,
And I swear to you, problems will fade.
I know, for right now, it’s p
It's Okay to be ImperfectThe moon
Pretty metaphors are for pretty girlsI told you to stop
spewing pretty metaphors at me,
for with each elaborate comparison,
I feel a bit more
detached from this world
And maybe I don’t feel so strong at the moment,
but would you be
if you felt like the entire universe
was resting upon your shoulders,
and someone was just there saying:
But you’re stronger than the powerful beats
of a butterfly’s wings
And maybe I do need more confidence,
but would you exuberate it
when the part you hated most about yourself
were the freckles that have speckled your face for years,
and someone was just there muttering:
They’re not flaws,
but rather stars that form constellations
Yes, I can’t help but hate
all those unrealistic metaphors
you choose to pelt at me when I’m low,
yet the irony is,
I know that those beautiful words
are realistic in your eyes,
So I can’t hate you.
Clear WristA clear wrist, barren of scars,
as opposed to skin sauntered in marks,
tells a trickier story than it's soiled and raw,
uncaring, unkempt counter part.
Bravery, I think it holds,
the strength to bare unimaginable loads
of pain and suffering through endless times,
and withstanding the agony of sleepless nights.
Some think it is fear, the reluctance to cut,
but I believe it opposite, it show courage and guts.
To bear your pain without a nick on your wrist,
is like a solider braving his terrain while being torn limb from limb.
Agonizing as it is, to hide your pain,
you do it so well, and no attention you'll gain.
At the end of the day, it's not cry for attention,
rather a cry for the victory that's silently mentioned.
Your scars are those not self inflicted,
and despite the gnawing intention,
to harm yourself and ease your pain,
the scars you earn are rightfully gained.
In a room of those who have jumped the gun,
and left traces of blood deep in their arms,
do not be tempted to do the sam
dark circlesi haven't slept well in 14 days
my eyes droop pretty colors
'50 shades of purple and grey,
they're bags and they're designer'
making jokes is how i cope
with chapped lips and constant chap-stick
it tastes like honey and mint
i laugh and say i'm addicted.
hooded lids and sleepy smiles
during lunch at subway
my friends ask if I'm okay
I say that I'm just tired.
but really when I see him with her
my heart sinks to the tiles
she's pretty and witty and sure as hell she can sing
and i'm just a loud bone-collector.
when I see her with him,
dancing and laughing and grinning,
the ring on her finger
laughs at my singularity.
for as much as i lie and as much as i try
my loneliness still creeps in,
because no matter how much they protest,
i'm still the lowly fifth-wheel.
walking behind them on sidewalks
that are wide, but built for four
smiles and laughs when they look back
but the frown creeps evermore.
pelvis peaks through paper-thin skin
and knuckles white and pale
my ribs are empty, my bo
African DestructionUnstable minds
The rebels grow stronger
We are forced to give in
Running is now all we know
No life, no love
Just darkness below
All around us near
The cries of children
And family is what you hear
How can a monster
Such as this
Be allowed to run loose
Unleashing its deadly kiss
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