I can't pick myself up
I can't expect you to know
what it's like to be me
what it means to let go
I give it my all
it's never enough
No place to go no comfort in sight
only me and these feelings
that eat me alive
You once held me close
and looked in my eyes
I found peace in you
a new love a new life
the bottom is dark
lonely and cold
my tears soak these pillows
don't you see me anymore?
Can't you look beyond words
and what you think I should know
and just be there for me
when I'm feeling this low
Be there beside me
and I'll do the same
we'll never reach forever
if we keep placing this blame
Our love pays the price
heart's broken in vain
I can't see up from rock bottom
just let me explain
when things appear dim
and I can't feel your light
I lose all my faith
in love and in life
a pact between us
to love one another
for better or worse
To take care of each other
when no one else can
and lean on the other
when one cannot stand
I'm losing my vision
I'm weary and we
Am I Good Enough...?Legs crossed on a cold basement floor,Am I Good Enough...?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood stains painting my flesh,
The wounds deeper than ever before,
A white gown now a short black dress.
Long tangled hair clinging to my tears
Wind howling through the trees,
Moonlight painting a sky so clear,
And darling, I'm going to be set free.
My fingers scratch at the blood on my skin,
A delightful pain at the thought of a touch,
And hey, everyone who said I wasn't worth it,
Now am I good enough?
You'll Never Understand...You'll never understand...You'll Never Understand...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I'm glad you don't.
Because that would mean
You'd have to go through my pain.
And I'd never wish that
I am a labelI slid the blade across my wristI am a label3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Again and again.
Maybe I’m an emotional freak.
I cause fights and arguments
Maybe I’m a troublemaker.
I use make up to make myself seem
Maybe I’m girly.
I complain about things
Even when sometimes
Maybe I’m an attention seeker.
I fall under so many
So maybe I am a label.
I’m just me.
Sick of societyI may live inside my own, twisted universeSick of society3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I may change, sometimes for the worst.
What's normal to me is not normal for you.
Sometimes I just do what I need to do.
Behind a brick wall, I hoped someone would break it
I threw out my heart hoping someone would take it.
But I got tired of hiding and tired of hating
And instead of throwing myself at every guy, I'm waiting.
I'm sick of the person I tried to be
So basically, here I am, I will be me
I'm sick of the hatred, would you not agree?
.. Basically I'm sick of society.