I am not a stereotypeSlide the blade across your wrist.
"Doesn't it hurt?"
I can't feel anything.
Punch your own stomach.
Does it hurt yet?
"Why do you do that?"
The pain makes me feel alive.
"I don't know."
"What's wrong with you?"
I'm dead inside.
I'm just depressed.
Stare at your arms.
"What are you doing?"
I just have low self esteem.
I'm just human.
I'm just me.
BullyShh.Bully1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Demons in the shadows
They'll find a way
To get you.
Beatings, swallowing you.
Scars, defining you.
You know you're weak.
You can't fight a bully
When the bully's inside of you.
Behind the smileBehind the smile there is sorrowBehind the smile6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
behind the smile there is anger
behind the smile is someone not knowing if he can tomarrow
behind the smile is a razor
behind the smile is a bottle
behind the smile a bruised and scarred soul
behind the smile is someone fighting with his inner devil
behind the smile a heart with a gaping hole
behind the smile smoke rings in the air
behind the smile someone who really is trying
behind the smile a mind that makes him pull out his hair
behing the smile he is dying
behind the smile a scarred wrist
behind the smile a frown that never flees
behind the smile thoughts of not wanting to exist
behind the smile is everything he hopes you don't see
Nobody Told MeNobody told me,Nobody Told Me1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
How to act.
I wish I knew how much was too much,
or when too little was not enough.
If somebody told me,
that the small things meant the most,
and the big things were forgettable;
Where would I be today?
Nobody told me,
Who to love.
What came of the people I knew
and who were the people I would have known?
If somebody told me,
that I HAD the perfect person,
or that I am with the wrong one;
Would I be able to live with myself?
Nobody told me,
How to feel.
Is what I am feeling right or wrong,
and which should I act upon?
If somebody told me,
that I was being overly obsessive,
or that I shouldn't have let go:
Would I be the same person I am now?
Nobody told me...
...and I'm not sure if I'd want to know the answers.
Good Enough... for YOU.As I sit here cradling the blade in my handsGood Enough... for YOU.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Treasuring the moments I wish that I had
I can't stop growing more lost and confused
I can't stop thinking... am I good enough for you?
As I sit here, wrapping the rope around my neck
No one will understand a meaning so complex
I simply can't stop thinking about it somehow
Thinking, am I good enough for you now?
As I sit here, pulling the trigger on the gun
I think, maybe I was never meant for "the one"...
goes the bullet.
For when I think it through...
I really won't ever be good enough for you.
I Love You, DaddyDaddy, please don't touch me.I Love You, Daddy10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
It doesn't feel good.
It makes me feel..
Daddy, please don't hit me.
I didn't mean to disappoint you.
When you hit me, it makes me feel...
Daddy, please don't hurt her.
Mommy didn't do anything.
When you hit her, it makes me feel..
Daddy, please don't say you love me.
I know you're lying.
When you say you still want me, it makes me feel...
Daddy, please stop screaming at her.
You already killed her.
When you scream at her, it makes me feel..
Daddy, stay there.
Let me sink the knife into your throat.
When you bleed, it makes me feel..
Daddy, aren't you happy now?
As you lie there, lifeless.
I'm only following your footsteps.
This makes me feel...
Daddy, please listen.
I know you can't hear me, but...
I still love you.
The same way you always loved me.
And it makes me feel...
It makes me feel..
In a Little Girl's MindThere sits the girl with the things in her eyesIn a Little Girl's Mind1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Monsters, destruction, and sweet butterflies
Hopscotch and daisies, surrounded by screams
Beautiful dresses now torn at the seams
Crayons and paintbrushes, villains and grins
Young, gladsome innocence, hatred and sins
Little red houses on roads left to fade
Gorgeous moonlight shining off of the blade
Blood pouring out as she cries her own name
Knowing she's forced to take each bit of blame
She could have stopped it and left it behind
All of these things in her troubled young mind
She could have saved them if she dared to try
Rather, though, she left herself there to die.
Now, others watch as she sits on the ground
Keeping their distance and letting her drown
In her own worries and things she won't tell
Waiting for her mind to kill her as well…
So much time, so little to doI have seen the beauty of a dove beneath the skiesSo much time, so little to do10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have told the harshest truths, and I have told some lies
I have seen a child cry into its mother's arms
I have been that weeping girl who held onto self-harm
I have heard the laughter of a man about to die
I have seen the anger resting deep within their eyes
I have been the victim of my own disgusting thoughts
I have seen the best of people slowly start to rot
I have felt the heartache; I have seen a love go blue…
So much time is left to spare, but so much less to do…
What Happened?I used to think make upWhat Happened?8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Made people ugly.
Now I think I'm ugly without it.
I used to think people
Always loved me.
Now I think everyone hates me.
I used to think everybody
Was my best friend.
Now I think no one truly is.
I used to think
Boys were icky!
Now I wish I had one.
What happened to being
Words on the WallThe sun melted into the glamorous skyWords on the Wall10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The moon stood there, hidden by sweet lullabies.
But mommy was crying, her day had been hard
The tears in her eyes twinkled just like the stars.
Her face wasn't happy like it should have been
And though she was saddened, she forcefully grinned.
I wanted to see Mommy smile through it all...
I painted a picture on her bedroom walls.
I told her to look, just to come in and see
But Mommy was angry... she wasn't happy.
She threw me down hard on the cold wooden floor
Then picked me up, slamming my head on the door.
She yelled and she screamed, then she hit me once more
She slapped me till I couldn't see anymore.
My heart then stopped beating, my laugh went unheard
Then Mommy got up without saying a word.
She looked at the walls splattered with my young blood
Then fell to the ground in her tears with a thud.
She looked at my face, then she looked all around
Then wrote on the walls with the first thing she found.
Then, after she finished, she wanted self h
Love AgainHear my worries, fear my criesLove Again1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dread the whispered lullabies
Drown beneath the spinning skies
Feel the truth you can't deny
Taste the blood upon your tongue
Feel the poison fill your lungs
I am she who lies among
Those who know where things belong
Feel the weapons kiss your skin
Listen to the screeching wind
See my power, watch me win…
And never fall in love again…
CancerFeel the pain aching through your bonesCancer1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your flesh, seemingly fading to dust
Your mind, burning
Your thoughts, racing.
"It'll be okay."
No it won't.
Fight the tears, your father can't see you cry.
You're a fighter.
"You can do this."
No, I can't.
You don't have cancer.
Is who you are.
I Am SchizophreniaShh.I Am Schizophrenia1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Are you okay?"
Turn off the light.
"What are you doing?"
You can't fight the shadows.
They'll kill you if you tell.
Rip your hair out.
Cover your eyes.
Cover them again.
Lock the door.
Now you're trapped.
Lock it again.
Don't take the medication.
Don't drink the water.
Don't eat your dinner.
"I don't know you anymore. Who have you become?"
I am a nobody.
I am Schizophrenia.
I am death
"... I don't know."
I am unbrokenI am not brokenI am unbroken4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am not scared
I am not normal
I am not useless
I am not sad
I am unbroken
I am fearless
I am different
I am useful
I am happy
but i am tired XD
I miss youI miss you,I miss you10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I miss your smell,
I miss the way we laughed,
I miss the way we hug,
I miss the way you made me feel,
I miss the way you said i love you,
I miss the way you were always there for me,
I miss you, come back before its too late.
mommy look part 2mommy look he's frowningmommy look part 27 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
mommy look at his scars
mommy look he's crying
mommy look he's smiling
mommy look he's laughing <3
Days of usSay somethingDays of us3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cuz im giving up on you
Youre no longer the one i want
not the one I need
Youre no good for me
Even though it hurts
I must leave you
For this is the end
of the days of us
I am a labelI slid the blade across my wristI am a label10 months 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.
hateWhy can't you get betterhate3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
you deserve all of it
still miss alcohol because you don't like being sober
telling others to get better but you cant..... hypocrite
just more reasons to hate yourself
admit it you still miss the highs
even with people around you you will always be alone by yourself
how you wish these lines were lies
oh well another reason for more self hate
you like the cuts and how they bleed
feeling like your'e locked in hells gate
hey you yeah you you know you have everyone worried
more reasons for hate of course
look at all the horrible things you've done
you deserve to be a corpse
all you are is a burden
these are some reasons why I hate me
without even getting into my deep haunting thoughts
not giving up is far from easy
because I hate me not just a little but lots....