Please Come Back.I'm sorryfor putting those bruises on your waistI held on too tightlybecause I was so afraidof what would happenif I were to let go.
*you took away the pills,because you thought they'd kill meyou didn't buy into the factthat they were meant to heal me.so you filled the plastic bottlewith soft and fragile daisesthat i took just like the meds,with a petal on my tongue.you never knewi was allergic.
you spell 'love' incorrectly.i have scars on my face,you have bruises on your knuckles,and here i amapologizingfor hurting your hand.
midnights always last longer than they should.i spend sleepless nights in my roomstaring at your picture on my mirrorand wondering why on earth someone as beautiful as youwould ever love someone like me,but then i rememberyou don't.
x.i want your ghostto haunt me,every memory of you.let them flood meand drag me down;drown me in yourname.fill my lungs,i'll take the painat least you gave mesomething.
friday night.on our firstdate,you took me to a cemeteryjust outside of town.i guess you wanted toshow mewhat you would do to me.
Empty Pages.You are the perfect story,A plot unfurling from your touch,And poetry in your eyes.You speak with golden glory,Into sentences of hate,And promises of lies.You are the bookI never had the words to write.
They Call This Drowning.We fell in love;A deep and surgingwatercolor seawith lilac waves thatwrestled with our ailingbodies,and azure air that choked ourlungs.We were in over our heads.
How Love Works.I neverfell in love withyou,you neverfell in love withme.Your demonsfell in love withmine,my demonsfell in love withyours.
tenI've politely declined deathfor maybe the seventh timebut he's a rather persistentfellow; he never lets myfingerstray toofar fromthe trigger
Death's Lovely AngelI feel his hand over my throat,His cold and bony fingers.He’s finally got his grip on me,Still my struggling lingers.I stare into the blank black eyes,I suddenly grow calm.He’s here to help me from my pain,This is what I wanted all along.He releases my soul from within me,And holds me to his chest,He carries me across the sky,My spirit finally at rest.Death’s lovely angel,Has rescued me from pain,I was taken away from it all,with nothing left to remain.
Don't Understand....I just do not understand,There's tiny teardrops in my hand;My blood is dripping on the ground,My breaking heart's the only sound.My heart shatters like a stone,I don't know why, but I'm all alone. My memories are frozen in time,Remembering torture, remembering crime.The wind is screaming through the trees,Voices carried on each breeze;Spirits try to hold my hand,But I just do not understand.Secrets kept, no one shall tell,I am trapped inside a spell.My tears are falling rather fast,As I remember all of my past.Towards the river I start to crawl,I look at it and start to bawl.It reflected evil, reflected you,Reflected anger and lies turned true.So many thoughts rush through my head,My secret life is filled with dread.This lonesome night I must wash away, Must wash the pain of another day.The last of my hopes, last of my love, Just burst to flames and flew up above.I feel my life has reached the end, There is no way my heart can mend.My tho
Springthe stale air in my lungsis depleting with eachbreath of crude spring.my blood is melted,my heart is smolderingand my eyes are aflame.the corpse of winterlays dormant undermy feet
Horology.Like a clock,you said you'd waitforever,but I forgotto replace the battery,now you'rebroken.
Look Past The ObviousCool blackEyes gleamNo one dares go near meThey think I'm a monsterThey think darkness is my soulThey see devil hornsThey see knives in my maneThey see dried blood on my fingertipsThey fear meThey fight meThey hurt meThey hate meThey never thinkWhat ifThere are dusty angel wings there?There is a broken rim of golden light?That glass pierces its heartBut it still trys to be good?The knives are thereBecause they were thrown at it?The blood is thereBecause it helped a fallen warrior?It stays in the shadowsFor its protection?Every time it crawls outDeath meets it?That all it wantsIs a ChanceIs a Friend
What's Happening?"She seems like a whore" But I-- "You're kind of bitchy" People say I'm-- "He's cheating with you, isn't he?" What are you-- "You act like such a slut" I haven't even-- "You sure you're not a lesbian" Yes! I-- "God, you're so lazy" I am not! I-- "You never take anything seriously!" Maybe, but I-- "You're, like, a 9 on the scale" What? I-- "You're so nice all the time" I try-- "I never knew you were so deep" There's a lot of-- "You're what this place is missing" You really think-- "You're always so optimistic" Well, yeah, I-- "Everyone loves you" Are you-- "I think you'll go far" I dont know-- You ask me what I'm talking aboutWhen I seem so so confusedWhy won't you just make up your mind, everybodyIt's not like I've got something left to loseI'm beaten down and brought back upNow, every single dayIs this some sick tric
UnspokenFor the loveI never shared.For the thingsI'll never tell.For all the secretsBig and small.For the timesI ignored the calls.For all the wordsI left unspoken.I'm now drowningIn my emotions.
DryCutting myself drybecause of you.
Just Sometimes.Its either black or it has to be white,There exists no colorDad told me when I was nineHe told me with almost misty eyes:'I don't know how to feelabout 19 September 1995''Well, considering the factthat its my b'day, I thinkyou should talk about itat least a little moreradiantly than that!''Son,the day you were born,it was a lead sky,that was the day your motherexpired.'And for the first timein my entire life;I think I saw tears rollout 'his eyes.Furthermore that was the day I realizedJust sometimes, eyes bleed and wounds crySometimes you find yourself dead though you respire.
The Death of Her......And so the heavy handof human nature crushedthe remnants of her sanity.Reality stilled theirregular beating of her will;the Darkness further shroudedher withered innocence. "She was drowning...But nobody saw her struggle..." She succumbed to her misery.The Darkness triumphed.
Only WordsIt's all harmless fun,He knows I'm kidding He's constantly giving reasons That make me want to dieSure, he's a hideous thing,But that's not my fault He tells me how ugly I am, That I'm some monstrous beingHe's the biggest nerd everHe deserves to know his level He steals my glasses, hits my books Tells me to stop the "genius act"I'm always sure to tell othersHow we're just playing around He tells the teachers, "we're friends", About ho
When You LeftThe first nightI said"I'm fine.""I'm fine."But insideI wishedI was deadThe second nightI criedMyselfTo sleepWhile saying"I can't handle this"The third nightI walkedOut of my own lifeAnd left everyoneI knowBehindThe forth nightI said"I'm used to itby now"But I can't tell youHow dead I wasInside
No Happy EndingsPop one pill,Lie there still,Pop a second,Dawn of reckoning.Lost and wandering,In the dark of home,Falling and stumbling,In this house alone.One step forward,Two steps back,All your senses,Under attack.Succumb to the hazy blaze,With your mind a maze,Collapse down on broken knees,The room fills with a summer breeze.There is no happy ending,There is no-one to save you,There is no redemption,Now your vision turning blue.There is no light,At the end of the tunnel,Our lives are a fight,Is it worth the trouble?Run or die,Fall or fly,Climb or fall,Please or Appal.
RIPMy poetry book diedBut it wasn’t all that sadIt lived a lifeFilled with wordsWas well usedAnd treated with the utter most respectBecame oldAnd fullSoon falling apartReplacedBy anotherWho will try its bestTo fill its shoesBecause my poetry bookHas no more roomTo be written in
Spotlight"it's all for attention"but silence is not a spotlightwords unsaid aren't pleading criesdark clothes do not draw the eyeblood drips silently, slowlyscarred flesh is held close, concealedpills are small, in light of how they'll end it all(razors don't shine in the dark)"it's all for attention"but silence is not a spotlightsilence is a suicide note
fivemaybe if i tear out myveins, replace them withflowers, stitch myself up withlace and ribbons, i'll be pretty
Internal Bleeding."I love you."The wordsleft your lipslike bullets,leaving the barrelof a gun."Don't."My very lastDying breathAs each wordHit their target,My hateful,Unworthy heart.