suicideslam
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you place the blades to your wrist again,
the blood begins to pool,
you think your family will never be whole
and you wittness oppression at school.
but you only want someone to see,
There are people who fall asleep at night without a care in the world, and then their are those who want to just be gone, no longer exist.
no one really knows,
do they?
what goes on in your heart.
a smile.
a laugh.
all is well.
except, it's not
Have you ever felt the pain in your heart?
The pain of your soul being torn apart.
It doesn't feel nice in fact it hurts,
your being torn apart and no one can hear.
Suicide is a action I feared ive come to Due to the pain and the hurt ive been through Sitting in the dark room with a knife in my hand Cuting and cuting again and again The blood drips and hits the floor Cant feel the pain anymore Im a fighter w
What illustrates happiness in my life
May be completely different than yours.
I've encountered enough to know now
Sometimes we must make windows out of doors--
To see the light by allowing in hope
To never be perfect for anyone.There is always one person who will.Hate.To know hate at a young age,then to petrayupon another is,inhumane.From a child to now,people glare.
I am nothing.I am scum.
I am stupid. I am ignorant.
And be sure to remind me how much you despise the fact that I walk this earth, breathing.
I am a person, but be sure to ignore what is me
I am kind.
forehead on cool white
promises
falling cathedrals in your synapse
burning communion and
crumbling pews
there is
better than this
girl
smash those tired lips
Maybe life ain't all it's cracked up to be,
Maybe it's not all sunshine and smiles,
Maybe that is a mask for what life really easy.
Life is like a cave, dark and dreary,
Life is like a hurricane destroying a soul,
Maybe life ain't all it's cracked up to be,
Maybe it's not all sunshine and smiles,
Maybe that is a mask for what life really easy.
Life is like a cave, dark and dreary,
Life is like a hurricane destroying a soul,
Unlike most of what I write, this isn't about the heartbreak I've felt from the harsh loss of a boy who didn't deserve to break me in the first place.
