I took your words for truth,
I believed in every lie.
So tell me now, what do I do,
now that I want to die?
*from my new poem What Do You Do When You Want To Die?*
You can't help those that are already too far gone, so why are you still here next to me?
Slicing deep down,
pain stings throughout her arm
as she reopens the wide scars
her eyes fixed on the blood spurting out..
this is happiest she's been in a long time.
As humans fall so do angels
Written 14-5-2008
With each drop I am slowly fading away
Written 29-4-2008
With these teardrops on my pillow
I give my final goodbye
Written 21-4-2008
Don't tell me everything that everything will be alright, or that things will turn out okay. Because as long as I'm here and this never ending spiral of bad luck continues, I will never be happy, or alright again.
If you love me, you'll let me go.
What do you do when not one thing in your life means enough, for you to want to stay alive?
The scars on my wrists are reminders of all the times I've been sad or pissed.
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