I never asked to be aliveThere you went to give me life
And said it was a gift of course
But this gift is a little rough
Okay, to be honest, it's a curse
I was the one that you bestowed this upon
Myself and nobody else
Never did you once seem to think
How this might affect me
Asked by myself every morning
Why it is I'm here today
To only be answered by my thoughts
That you gave me the gift, why should I take it away?
Be a good sport and accept it
Use it in every which way
Alive and well is the goal
But you only gave me the life
The Sound Of A Broken Heart.It makes you wanna shout-The Sound Of A Broken Heart.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Makes you cut yourself.
It's the love song you all sing to yourself.
Reminding you of pretty hearts,
Of future babies,
And a happy life.
It makes you sad-
Allows you to cry so endlessly.
You feel so broken.
As though your joy has gone on the run.
Your heart is screaming,
Feeling like a starving child with no mommy.
Feel this pain?
The stitched up rips beneath this worded piece.
I'm fucking broken-
Crying with no end.
I'll drown before I stop,
With our love song stuck on repeat.
Somethings Never Change.I'll build a wall around myself-Somethings Never Change.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hoping you won't find the little crack that won't go away.
I'll cover up my pain,
Wearing pajama pants on those days-
When my hips hurt so bad from the cuts I made.
I'll trust no one-
Not even myself.
I'll simply close my eyes,
Count the times I failed.
The times my heart has been thrown on the ground.
I'm chained to the past-
Unable to escape.
I can't forgive you daddy-
For I can't forgive myself.
The SecretWhy would you tell me?The Secret2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This secret's killing me within
I always strive for honesty
you told me 'keep it in'
The truth would bring her pain
agony and grief
this is driving me insane
God, I hope this heartache brief
She may shed a tear
I think I'll tell her nonetheless
for this burden I can't bear
I suffer in madness
I don't know what to do
I could lie and fake a smile
she might know it wasn't true
would saved pain make it worthwhile?
Why did you tell me?
This secret's rotting me within
to the answer lies the key
beside a lonely violin
The truth will bring her pain
wallowing in grief
on her soul a bloody stain
at her back is my belief
She might shed a tear
I may tell her nonetheless
a secret and a heart of fear
I stand for nothing less
I don't know what I should do
I could try to fake a smile
I'll never know what's right, It's true
I will have to break a child.
How Dare You Find Depression Funny.Why don't you just stop mocking people that have depression?How Dare You Find Depression Funny.2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I mean seriously because when you mock them, you're mocking me.
Does that come as a shock to you - friend?
Yeah me, I've been battling with this for the past 10 years.
I've been a cutter for so long and still I feel the craving for more cuts, deeper cuts.
I have scars on every part of my body, there is no undamaged skin, if you look close enough there are even scars on my face, which I put there.
How can you find it funny?!
Yes you have had depressed times in your life, that is quite normal, human nature in fact, but it isn't like having depression as a disorder.
To have that constant pounding headache like nothing you have ever felt before. It blinds you at times, makes your vision so blurred you have to stop, when it is at its worst. And when I say constant, trust me, I mean it. It never leaves, it never subsides, never gives you any peace.
To have times when your heart is thumping so strongly in your chest that it f
So sorry..I'm so sorry...So sorry..2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know i'm unreliable
I know I'm pathetic
I know you need me to buck up and be strong
but being strong is so hard
TrustWhat is trust?Trust2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is it that moment of stupididy where one lets their guard down,
And opens their vulnerabilities to someone?
Why would anyone want that?
Why did I want that?
Is it possible
To trust again and again after so many stabbings
In the back and the heart and the mind by those I once loved?
Why would anyone want that?
Why did I want that?
Could there possibly be
A person on this planet who can be trusted,
Who won't turn around and break me like all the others?
Why would anyone want that?
Why do I want that?
Dreams DreamsDreams2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The legendary land
My thoughts are not real
They are lies, I'm living a lie
I dream that we would exist... together
A Sad story about RainI tried to whisper my sorrowA Sad story about Rain2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
onto the evening and to my pillow
and I was reminded so bitterly
that there was nothing left of me
There was nothing left to cry
and I was so scared I'd die
of heartbreak and so much pain
and then you reminded me of the rain
You told me how you love the shower
the little droplets, pitter-patter of water
and how cool that it made us closer
Oh you whisper that you hoped it was forever
But now all of it was shattered
no more whispers nor forever
just a pillow and this cold evening
the only thing I have for mourning
I never liked the rain
but I had you to gain
I didn't mind it at all
twas just a small detail to call
It made me shiver and made me sleepy
I felt like I want to be lazy
I was more enamored with the sun
With whom I could play and have fun
But since you loved the rain so much
I kept my silence and just watch
appreciating the silliness you made me do
since I was so in love with you
But now that you've left me be
rain has becomes an unbearabl
Are You There?Hello?Are You There?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Are you listening to me
or do think my voice is nothing?
My voice, does it annoy you?
My errors, my weird ways of saying things
and how my words are just puffs of air
going through one ear and out the other?
Are you seeing me
or are you ignoring me to go away?
Am I ugly? Stupid? Or just a plain
Do you wish to block me from sight?
Are you reading this
or just looking through your junk mail?
Does this message of all my words
mean nothing but just a waste of time?
Well, if you do read this...
I'm sorry for being here...
Who hate my looks
Sometimes You Can't See The AngelsSometimes You Can't See The Angels2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You can't see the angels
Even though they're always there
Because their wings are made of light,
And their forms are made of air
You can't see the angels
For the demons in your mind
When you look around
They are all that you can find
DrinkAbundantly clear: I am not enough.Drink2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And if the hours were a story,
I would ask for it to end.
And those playful words
with their fingers and their pain
would weave me,
make the threads of your addiction.
Oh BladeOh blade, I beg you to sever deeply tonight.Oh Blade2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to remember your warm and icy sting.
I yearn to feel your piercing fangs of steel.
So I ask again, please sink in deeply tonight.
Only you can cause this torment to end.
This torment that plagues my mind and body.
Blade of pure silver, reach my very soul.
Let the silver course through my veins.
Then, laying your blade to the side, closes my eyes.
Letting the silver penetrate my entire body, burning.
And as the silver eats through my flesh, I lay smiling.
Smiling at the fact that I can still feel pain...
Then as the pain is coursing through my entire body,
Causing it to twitch and writhe in suffering,
The silver starts working itself out of my system.
Seeping out from the flaps of severed flesh.
Looking again at the blade, I can only thank it.
Thank it for letting me lay here in complete agony.
Then, taking the blade once more and placing it on my chest.
I make a final long and deep cut down my chest to my stomach.
The SuitcaseThe sunlight turned the chapel windows white.The Suitcase2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The cemetery was rankly overgrown,
Thick vines had covered nearly every stone;
Dense leaves of ivy shimmered in the light.
Thin cracks of age were trying to rewrite
Each epitaph. The honey-sounding drone
Of engorged flies had soon become the lone
Sound in the afternoon. Then I caught sight
Behind a tombstone of a stained suitcase;
It leaned against the grave, quite unforgiving.
Red canvas, ordinary enough. No trace
Of rubbish near it, just a small misgiving
At how I am so ready to embrace
That such a place is home to someone living.
PainForce myself to painPain2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
bring myself to shame
yes, it hurts like hell
but I brought it on myself
For every word I say
the world makes me pay
I try to keep it in
but lying is a sin
I taught myself to fear
after many burning tears
but as I listen to your song
I wonder if I'm wrong
I want to leave tonight
when nothing seems alright
but through all my tears of sorrow
I'll still see you tomorrow
This was all my fault
I knew that all along
so when they offer help
I say I bear this pain myself
Turn Me on, Dead ManWhat do we hear in theTurn Me on, Dead Man2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
echo of our lunacy?
Is it white noise?
You may bury Paul
or the cranberry sauce.
You're, by no means, in a room.
Read this backwards-
There is an angel under my bed
holding a bucket of headless dolls.
Light her on fire please.
I would never suggest a trip
to the zoo in autumn,
when the elephants try
extra hard to remember.
If it can't be avoided,
My Winter GirlShe had eyelashes of snow.My Winter Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I saw her as a winter girl, cold and sharp and sometimes unfeeling,
and she lasted like a tree in a blizzard:
laden down with ice and snow, crippled by the frost in her very bones,
her branches crack and splinter.
Every girl comes crashing down at some point
but she wore brokenness as if it were a cloak, shielding her from other
tragedies that may hunt her down and stab her
heart, leaving her frantically trying to scoop up the blood
and pour it back in.
you can't break someone who's already
Why.Why am I the only one in pain ?Why.10 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Why do I always get the blame ?
I know I do everything wrong,
But i’m trying my hardest to stay strong.
Why can’t these feelings just go away ?
It keeps haunting me day by day.
Fire GirlFire Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll be fire-dressed
Darkness at my feet
I'll be in the dark
But not of it
I'll beat it down
Force it to bow
And swallow it whole
Because if I ever gave in
It would swallow me
...should the world fall apartShould the world fall apart...should the world fall apart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I at the center
The world that we built
From love and laughter
Should the earth crumble
And my heart with it
A soul that still loves
Caring and undying
Should the oceans run dry
And my tears stop
Eyes that cried
From joy and sadness
Should the skies burn
And my body incinerate
My passion for you
Remains floating throughout the ashes
Should the world fall apart
The care i feel, the joy and sadness,
My passion for you will always remain
My love for you would still exist
You Will FindYou will find me hanging,You Will Find2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rope tight around my throat,
You will find my final bloody words,
In the pocket of my coat.
You will find the scars,
From my secret, deadly shame.
Then maybe you will realise,
This wasn't all a game.
You will find my writings,
Of all the hateful things you say,
You will find it was You! Bully!
That made me end my life today.