'death' 'youth' 'suicide note' 'depression'
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To touch is the feeling you don't get after death,
No more thinking, speaking, taking one last breath.
The cuts, the thoughts, all don't matter.
When you're mother is crying, getting sadder and sadder.
I prefer the dead
For the never judge.
I prefer the dead
For the never degrade.
I prefer the dead
And maybe...
They prefer me.
Slices throats like if a knife hasn't been touching mine,
Slice wrist like if i hvaen't done it once or twice in a row,
Slice pie like a holiday to bring the family together rather
I saw the headlights
They were quick
One step
There's two dirrections I can go
Behind me, I'm whole
Forward, I'll lay in pieces
I wish my farewells in my head
Before I take a step
The homeless roam the streets, to the alleyways where the graffiti speaks,
but is not heard,
written by the vandals who sneak away at night while their parents sleep,
the vandals fingertips burn for a chance to flow,
Dear Grandpa
Do you remember when
i came home from school when I was 5?
You sat me down at the table for a snack
and told me my dog Tippy died.
Grandpa,
Do you remember when
Drowning in the depths of despair
With every single breath I take, wishing it was my very last.
I hate it here.
I try and I try and I try at last nothing.
Nothing to be proud of, no result of satisfaction.
Don't be frightened, come with me, I'll numb your pain and misery. You've seen me before, I'm back again, you seem to have hidden me for so long. I'm certain I will spread, more and more you'll need to bleed. I'm more then a addiction, it's pl
Find my peace of mind,
the meaning of its bind,
I keep searching through the mine
with no success I have yet to find.
Open up your eyes,
seek past all the lies,
break all of those ties
you said i was too fat,
so stopped eating,
i wasnt hungry anyway,
you pushed me down today,
you said i deserved it,
i think so too,
you called me a slut in history,
i havent even kissed anyone,
Dear Vanity,
I seem to have this predilection for abandoning anything that is not perfect.
To the boy that haunts me,I apologize.And I know if youwere here,breathing and still intact,you’d say it’s not my fault.And I know you’re right,that you pulledyour own triggerand
I look in the mirror and see nothing
What I mean by nothing I mean everything, but happiness
I see the scars on my wrists, hips, and thighs
I see my full rib cage and the numbers dropping down on the scale
Darkness encroaches
The feelings disappear
Loneliness approaches
Don't look in the mirror
Swollen eyes
Tear stained cheeks
Keep up the lies
Until one leaks
How do you continue your life
When you are at the end of a knife
A knife that consist of depression
A knife that causes submission
When you are alone what can you say
I'm sorry I'm insane I'm sorry I'm not good enough I'm sorry that I apologize for everything I can't help it I feel that you deserve better than me Please forgive my thoughts I can't control them they run rampant they control me Please love me I'm
I met you at the age of fourteen
I was confused by your presence and being
You came to me at my most vulnerable
When my will was depleting
In the dead of night,
How comforting to feel a warm heat
Dripping down my icy skin.
I wonder why,
As dark red runs in rivulets
Down my arms and wrists,
This is the moment
I feel most alive.
I was all lonely
You had nothing better to do
You hit me
Then I were to die
Because you hit me
I was traumatized
Then I tried to die
I'm writing, recording, hustling trying to get paid.
My future brighter than the sun no wonder why they throw shade.
I am my own person.
Still trying to find myself because I'm not certain,
of who I am.
Act of suicide,
Due or die,
We a will fly,
But only if we try,
Some of us we do our best,
Some of us we do all the rest,
But there’s one girl who you may know,
One girl who wouldn’t show,
With hurt so deep inside
Buried within my soul
My cuts I try to hide
The feeling keeps me whole
I don't want to quit
The hurt and the pain
It all seems to fit
Ending in senseless gain
Misery loves company
So meet me by the hanging tree
Where my friends all are, and there they are
Hanging together beneath the stars.
When night falls, He appears
Feeding on our darkest fears.
remember me as being happy. don't look to deep into my depression nowpretend that i was all smiles an joypretend that i am off on a journey, soaring through the clouds
She bleeds and bleeds the deeper the cut,
She feels the pain down deep in her gut.
There is nothing left to do now,
She bends over to take her final bow.
Oh god above if you ever did exisit,
Snow,
So pure and white.
Like the silver dress of a show girl,
You sparkle and shine in the sunlight.
Snow,
Slowly turning red.
She's there waiting,
She knows my fate.
I'm on my way,
She Hoped I'd wait.
I miss her so.
I fear I'm late.
I see her standing,
at Heaven's gate.
You Can't see the Noose
Coming 10,
Had some friends
Had to learn
No bad ends
Coming 12,
Hello World
Oh so broken
Little Girl
Fourteen,
It's like a song stuck on repeat...I stand there,
It starts out solemn but darkness awaits
It envelopes me and yet I don't care,
The world being ripped by its seams, they close the gates,
