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she wears bruises on her heart,
and bandages on her arms.
she likes to pretend that,
nothing with her is ever wrong.
but she cant hide the fact,
that she will always feel alone.
and pretending that she isnt fucked up,
is less comforting than actually feeling whole.
so lets continue on,
and ignore her tear stained cheeks.
because even though she says she is okay,
she really wants you to open your eyes and see.
she wants someone to stop her,
and look her in the eye.
she wants someone to tell her,
to stop living this lie.
but so far she is of no importance,
and people ignore her cries.
i guess no one will care for,
little miss dying inside.
and bandages on her arms.
she likes to pretend that,
nothing with her is ever wrong.
but she cant hide the fact,
that she will always feel alone.
and pretending that she isnt fucked up,
is less comforting than actually feeling whole.
so lets continue on,
and ignore her tear stained cheeks.
because even though she says she is okay,
she really wants you to open your eyes and see.
she wants someone to stop her,
and look her in the eye.
she wants someone to tell her,
to stop living this lie.
but so far she is of no importance,
and people ignore her cries.
i guess no one will care for,
little miss dying inside.
Literature
This Pain
Tears roll down my face,
As I cut myself,
To release the pain.
It hurts so much,
But feels so good.
The pain is draining from me,
In drops of blood.
As I watch my pain leave from me,
I think,
"How can this be,
That I have so much pain
When I'm only merely 16?".
Then I remember the past that I've had,
Memories of yelling,
slamming doors,
all the awful scars.
I've cried too much,
I've hated so many,
That I don't think people will ever get me.
I come back from my world of thoughts
And realize that I've bled too much,
It's all over the counter,
It's becoming messy,
But I don't care.
I just want this pain out of me.
I'm
Literature
Nightmares
I awoke in the middle of the night,
Gasping for breath
Shaking from head to foot.
Sitting up in my bed,
Clutching the covers close to me,
I tried to hold on to the little sanity I had left.
But it was slipping away from me,
And I was becoming lost
In the horrors of the night.
The images wouldn't leave me,
No matter what I tried to think of.
So vivid and haunting,
All my worst fears.
Still hearing screams echoing in my ears,
Still seeing the monsters.
Pain, death, sorrow, disfiguration....
I refused to let my eyes close again
Lest I find myself trapped
In my own mind again.
A childish fear grasped me
And I shook uncontrol
Literature
Suicide
Mom I love you
Don't blame it on yourself
Dad forgive me
I couldn't ask for help
Sis don't hate me
For leaving you alone
Take my picture
Off the table by the phone
It never belonged there anyway
This happy family was broken
Long before I left it anyway
I don't expect you to understand
Just why it was that I couldn't stay
I know you can't hear me
But I'm writing this for you
It is my last punk song
Telling you my life is through
It's okay to hate me
Just don't miss me when I'm gone
Cuz I don't deserve it
When I have done so much wrong
I never belonged here anyway
This happy family was broken
Long before I left it anyway
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Allowing yourself to die inside is sad. I mean, lack of a better word, but it's really heart breaking. I know how that is. I know what it's like to feel yourself breaking inside every day. It sucks. It feels like someone holds your heart, holds your life, and you're done trying to hold on. I've discovered that time doesn't heal all wounds, and I'm not sure if they heal at all, but the scars have a story. Hopefully when you come across someone who actually cares, you find your light. Everyone has a light. I really enjoyed this. I'm coming to a point in my life where words are getting lost, they only exist in lies. So, why speak?
You did very well here. Thank you for saying and sharing your thoughts. I really hope in time you get out of dying and you find something worth living for.
Thank you again.
You did very well here. Thank you for saying and sharing your thoughts. I really hope in time you get out of dying and you find something worth living for.
Thank you again.