Everything Is Falling Apart.If I'm gone don't, don't look for me. I'm probably in a better place. Don't wake me, my dreams are probably better than reality. I'm lost at sea on a raft that's barely floating, drifting into unknown territory.
ToxicityYou kiss me to draw the words from my mouthOh whut a sweet sin this taste is.If I slit my wrists would I bleed out red?If I died right here,Would you love me instead?
Lonely RainAs liquid drops form on everything,I look around,The whole world becomes anew,I can feel the darkness being washed from me,Slipping away drop by drop,Slowly,In this lonely rain,
A LetterIt's been a while since we've spoken; eleven months maybe? The days seem to go by, the seasons change, but it still doesn't feel the same. I'm getting better slowly, it doesn't hurt as much as it used to but I still find myself crying at night. There's someone new in my life; he's amazing, but I still feel my heart ache for something I can't have. Death is sadistic thing. It haunts you until you can't take it anymore and drains your life of happiness. Maybe in eleven more months I'll be okay again.
LostI wish I could find myself at the bottom of an empty bottle,Or the pack of cigarettes lying next to me,But it doesn't feel right without you,Nothing could ever stop this pain spreading from my chest,An ache from the deepest depths of my splintered soul,Part of me left with you,But who am I now?
Trapped TruthThe truth is, I can’t get close to anyone because I know no one will ever truly understand me. No one will take the time to understand my demons. Talk to my monsters. Soothe my raging beasts. I’m alone in my darkness and I always will be. Trapped forever and no one will ever love me.
Maybe One DayThere once was a girl, a girl and her best friend. She was madly in love with him and he never knew. It was better that way. Her, silently dying inside. Him, obliviously in love with a sin. She forced herself every day to remember that he could never love her like she did him. He remained in the dark about her love until the very end. Every sin ends one day, she wanted it to come so badly, but at the same time she didn’t. Two hearts, both intertwined, both torn. Two sides of a broken piece that one day may fit together to form a new one. Only time would tell.
I Need YouI hear your voice in the distance,But it's too far away,All I can see is darkness,All I can feel is numb,Just the intake of breath is difficult,And with each step I get nowhere,I’m lost within the darkness of my soul,Where are you when I need you most,I hear you,But with each word you’re farther away,Don’t leave me here,I can’t do this on my own,I’m fading away slowly,Please save me,Soon everything I am will be gone.
You Are Everything To MeThis is my one true moment of weakness,I'm completely vulnerable,My heart is exposed,I've been trying to tell you how I've felt,But the words just would never leave my mouth,You make the darkness I live in brighter,Your smile lights my way,Your laugh shows the path,your voice guides me through,When I'm with you,This hopeless life I lead is given meaning,I'm risking my feelings,My heart,My everything,Because you make me feel like this life is worth living,There's no one else like you,No one even compares to you,Who you are.Is the person I love,No matter the changes,Nor the time,I've always wanted you to know that,But the words would never come out.
GayI am gay.I'm not a disease, I'm not a problemI'm not an afflictionI don't need treatment.I don't need helpI'm not sickI'm not confusedI'm not a sin.I am gay.I'm your daughterYour sisterYour friendYour co workerYour classmateYour acquaintanceA complete strangerI am gay.I need love, just like youI need smilesI need supportI need a hugI need a friendI need a familyI need acceptanceI need understandingI need youI am gay.I know what love isI know what pain isI know what hate isI know what life isI am gay.And I need you to love meThe same way you loved me before you knewI am gay.And I have experienced hateFrom more people than just youI am gay.And I wont change.I wont give up.I wont back down.I wont pretend.I wont lie.I wont deny.I wont hide.I wont hurt.I am gay.And that's okay.
Autism Is Not A DiseaseSome say it's a virus,That spreads like the plague,Until there's nothing left,But for those with autism,Instead.But why,When we're normal human beings,Like you?Yes we are different,But isn't everyone else,Like for those who are bright,While other's are dumb?Sure our brains are wired,All over the place,Making it harder,For us to think.But it doesn't matter,When no one's the same.And Believe me,This world would be a bore,If we knew our every move,Knowing what everyone would do.So let's hear it:Am I a disease,Or a living human being?
Falling For Him...Falling for him wasn't safe or nice.It felt like I walked into a beautiful museum,a beautiful and mysterious building,but that building was on fire and there was no exit.
HetaliaxDepressed!Reader:Self-Inflicted AchromaticHetalia x Scary! Depressed! Reader: Self-Inflicted AchromaticI want to be a person just like you, don't you see?I want to be a person who is still being "me"A tired sigh escaped your lips. You were just so damn tired. The other countries said that you, (f/n) or (c/n), was scarier than Russia himself. But of course, you have lived 2500 years with wars and bloodshed always trailing after you. You just really want to be happy. But all those wars and blood imprinted on your mind, you really just released off a dark (a/c) aura and a stoic atmosphere.It really would be nice but I'm paying a price'Cause I'd really, not be me and that would not sufficeYou asked yourself, "I know my face doesn't show my pain. But isn't it obvious in my eyes? I'm lonely and hurt" You rubbed your numb (s/c) wrist, yesterday's cuts still had a colorless ache to it. You picked your silver knife, twirling it around watching the others argue. The said knife is the one you also use to cut yourself.A dream which
i don't want to think about him.and i need a sweet girlwith dangerous eyes,red lips, and heartbreak handsto fall in lovewith me.i'd give her flowersand cheap poetryeveryday,and help her bury themnext week,broken versesfor each mound of dirt.we'd drive all nightto nowhereand end upanywhere,lying on the roof of my carwatching stars hide behind cloudy skieson humid summer nights,swimming in lakesand racing through sunflowerfields at noonwhile cars passon the highway to our right,middle aged drivers squinting at usin the sun,regretting the dayswhen they were young,a historyof wasted youth.i need a nice girlwith luke warm tearsand dreamy liesto fall in love with me,and rid my heartof you.
Darling, Don't You DareTo the girl who skips dinner,Because her reflection hurts more thanStarving.To the boy who wears sweatshirtsOn hot summer days,Because he doesn’t want his mother to cry over hisScars.To the boy who weeps uncontrollablyUntil he falls asleep,Because it’s the only way to escape into hisDreams.To the girl who spends her days in her bedroom,Because the dark is more peaceful than herMind.To the child who gets angry,Because no one understands.To the teens who self-harm,To the ones in recovery,To the ones that just can’t do it anymore…Stay Strong.For the girl who skips mealsAnd the boy who wears sweatshirts,For the boy who cries,The girl who hides,And the ones who just can’t do it anymore.Because darling,You’ve come this far.Don’t you dare give up on it, now.
Through The FlameThrough The Flame:Can you feel it in the winds?The chilling cries of blood-lust that sing through the air...May your people weep at the destruction that is to come;While you mortals cower behind your wards of flesh and steel!How does it feel I wonder,This question I askTo those who have spent their entire existenceAmassing power over their fellows...Know now that your paltry gestures;Your pseudo-might is but dust,Cast into the violent wind of a whirling typhoon!Now, tremble within your hovels of concrete and steel,For I am rage incarnate and I have come to ensure,That your world will burn...
The Girl Who Was Afraid To BeShe speaks to me fondlyof passions and talents,of guitars and stars,with such breathless intensitythen stops short andapologisesfor speaking at all.All because somewhere in her life,someone she loved broke her heartby ignoringher beautiful wordsand telling her toshut up,keep it down,nobody cares.People aren’t born sad.We make them that way.
Space“I need space,” he quietly statesBut dear, what do you mean?Do you mean you want the planets,the asteroids,the sun?Do you mean you want the stars,the galaxies,the moon?Do you want to rent a room, inside a great black hole?An infinite vacuum,a quiet location,solitude for the soul?Oh yes, my dear,I’m sure you’ll find plenty of space in thereOh yes, my dear,in there,It’s as empty as you.
ChokeDarkness closes around me,Shutting off the air,My lungs scream in fear,My fingers grope for air,As my vision fades,I see you reaching for me,I try to reach out,But the life leaves my body....