Black or Red

February 4, 2013

blackness, the darkness of night, and the sorrows of day, storms and death, and everything along the way, gothic and emo, not bright and cheerful, Blackness isnt the life. You'll always be sad, filled with the sorrows of the night, people are starving night and day, day and night there's sorrows aplenty, 50 or more randomness things of life. Red, the opposite of black, Fire and liveliness, not sorrow and darkness, life should be red not black, black and red, red and black, or should life be black not red?, Red or black, black or red, its up to you to decide For tisnt my life to live but yours.

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I lost the one person i really cared about when i was 7. Now i am ok with it.. Well as ok as you can be. I lost others but he was the worst one. I became emo and suicidal. I am getting better now but to me, Suicide is extreme. It effects everyone around. I want to help others battling depression and suicide because i know how bad you need someone. One day, my cutting was really bad and i was really upset that day and i started cutting on the bus and not realizing it. I was struggling and crying but they stood by me and helped me through it, as they still are. I write to let the pen and paper take the place of a blade. I have scince i was little, it was my escape. wanna know more? My poetry tells my story. But not all of it. Im open about it but i have to be asked. Im random, spontaneous in actions, and crazy, but I am me and that wont ever change.

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