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If I told you a lie
But it made you smile
Would it still be a sin?
If I opened the door
But turned you away
Would you still come in?

If I sliced my skin
But it didn't hurt
Would it still be wrong?
If I acted all brave
But couldn't face it
Would I still be strong?

If I tied my noose
Around a tree's open arms
Would it be an embrace?
If I left tonight
And begged you stay
Would you still give chase?

If I committed sin
But hurt nobody
Would I be welcome above?
If I do something you hate
But only for your good
Could it still be true love?
Just a little thing I came up with, I hope you like it!

Please, please let me know what you think! :)
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Nobody gets it.
I don’t want saving,
I don’t want ”friends”;
I just want all ends
To be met in red.

I hate how plain my skin is,
How it should be painted;
Scarlett.
I’m the addiction’s harlot,
I do as it must dictate
And when it tells me to seal my bloody fate;
I bloody well will.

I’m too full of blood,
I need to let some out.
But know this isn’t a shout
For help;
This is me coping
With how I’m hoping
Nobody’ll care when I go.

Cutting isn’t for attention;
It’s for a brief suspension
Of everything else.
It is mine and I’m its,
It doing as I want
And I its slave
Until there’s nothing left to save.

I don’t fear death
Half as much as I do breath.
Because I’d be lying
If I said dying
Wasn’t on my list of things to do today.
Meh. :)
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Maybe you want them to notice
Maybe you want them to see
Maybe you want them to care about
How you’re lost and lonely me.

Maybe you want them to ask
Maybe you want them to know
Maybe you want them to care about
How your happiness is a show.

Maybe you want them to quiet
Maybe you want them to listen
Maybe you want them to care about
How your blood does glisten.

Maybe you want them to leave you
Maybe you want them to die
Maybe you want them to care about
How your life’s just a lie.
Christ, I'm emo.

Anyways, thanks for reading and I hope you liked it! :)
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I hate how I look;
The cuts,
The fat,
The bags beneath my eyes.
I hate who I am;
The hurt,
The angst
The endless torrent of lies.

Sometimes I do things I know I shouldn't
And I don't do things I know I should,
Only that I could and would,
So do
Because that's how people work.

Everyone has motives
And nobody is selfless
Only helpless
In this world that doesn't want
To understand.

Everyone's gonna die
And I'm not gonna lie;
Sometimes that thought is the only thing
That gets me through the day.

I miss my old razor blade;
Scissors don't go deep enough
This red isn't my favorite shade;
I like it purer,
More heartfelt
Then I could be surer
That I'm a threat to myself.

I'm trying to cut down,
As apposed to cutting everything else,
But I doubt I'll ever stop
Because every slash,
Every bloody drop,
The whole crimson rash,
Reminds me;
I'm still alive
And I am
Strong.
Meh :)
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There are certain things I’ll never say,
Like how I thought about killing myself today
Just to keep my own scary thoughts away.
Like how I stay awake way too late
To be sure I don’t awake in a bloody state.
Like how I soaked white into red last night
And turned myself into a ghastly sight.
Like how it hurts too much to breathe
When I make my own skin seethe.
Like how I Google things I shouldn’t
When I want to do things I couldn’t.
Like how I’m scared of being alone
Yet I’m only happy when I’m on my own.
Like how I know I’ll wind up killing myself
And turn into just a dusty photo on a dusty shelf.
Like how I make myself bleed every day
Even though I know I can’t go on this way.
Like how I maybe want someone to see
And for them to somehow help me.

But nobody will ever help me,
Not really,
Because those are all the things I’ll never say.
Thanks for reading. :)
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I'd write a love song
But I've never really been in love,
Apart from with that girl and that guy
On that day I nearly touched the sky.

I like my best friend.
And it hurts like hell,
Yeah, it hurts like hell
Knowing I can't ever tell
Cos I'm me
And he's a she.
Just an idea for some lyrics I was toying with. I might add onto this, I might not. Please note that this isn't about me, it's just an idea I had.

Please let me know what you think. :)
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I saw something in the mirror today that kinda creeped me out.
It was a girl wearing a smile, not a frown nor a pout.

Her eyes were wide and shining, just as a summer sun.
Her laugh wasn't wooden and fake, but true and full of fun.

Her irises reflected happiness, not a trace of pain.
She was under perfect skies; not a drop of rain.

Angels swam around her, keeping the devil at bay.
Her life was precious and she wasn't throwing it away.

Her lips were red and shinging with a pure smile.
It was a sight her mirror hadn't seen in a very long while.

She wasn't at all pretty but a care she did not give.
Because today she woke up and said, "Today I am going to live."
I know it's kinda short, but I sort of like this one; it was fun to write and different to my normal style.

Thank you very much for reading and please let me know what you think! :)
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I'm just that fat kid
Starved of hope.
I'm just that cutter
Reaching for rope.

I'm just that dumb blonde
Reading all night.
I'm just that coward
Bleeding for a fright.

I'm just that child
Without care.
I'm just that girl
With messy hair.

I'm just that burner
Wanting to be cool.
I'm just that geek
Scared of school.

I'm just that emo
Smiling with glee.
You're just another drone
But you'll never be me.
Please let me know what you think :)
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I want to set my skin on fire
With Death’s icy embrace.
I want to make my head stop
And my broken heart race.

I want to fade into black
Like fog over the sea.
I want to save them the bother
Of worrying about me.

I want to bleed myself white
Until I really am just a shell.
I want to miss out on heaven
Just to escape this cursed hell.

I want to see her face again
So I can tell her my regret.
I want her face to leave me
So that I can maybe forget.

I want my friends to be happy
But I stop that from being so.
I want to lose all control
And let the red blood flow.

I want to leave this place
And abandon all breath.
I want to do something right
And that something is death.
Please let me know what you think. :)
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Cross my wrists and hope to die,
I will only ever lie
When you ask me if I’m fine
Or if I like this life of mine.

If I had a gun,
I’d put it to my head
And turn bouncy blonde,
Into ruby red.

You want me to stop cutting;
I’ll stop when I’m dead.
The last time I’ll cut
Will be the last thing I see
When I finally put an end to me.

Dying sounds good right now,
Just fading into black
And never coming back
To the agony living brings.

Perhaps you’ll find me hanging,
Or bleeding,
Or after OD’ing;
Someday soon you’ll find me,
Finally free.

It’s too late now,
I’m too far gone.
Now I’m just a ghost
Of who could’ve been someone.
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