Tumbling BlocksI hate you!I cannot stand you!Months and months of repairingBuildingTrying to form myself into the girl I once wasAnd now thisLonging for the sweet embrace of what once wasAfter you're the one who shattered it?You must think I'm a foolA complete, utter foolI haven't been happy since you walked awayBut you can't expect me to fall back into your armsTimeMaybe time can mend us into one once againOr maybe I should break youLike how you broke me
Killing me softlyFinallyI finally was starting to press forwardThen you calledAnd then you told me...That you were dyingAfter all the heartbreak you gave meAfter all you did to shatter my heartI wanted you to feel the agony you gave meBut not like thisYou shattered me, but I still love youAnd now you're illSo terribly illTears poor down my cheeks...I just want it to be alright!Everything back to the way it was!Please God, you have to save him!...Before a part of me dies along with him
Eternal SlumberTired of the fake smilesTired of putting on that happy faceSometimes I dream of sleepOf eternal slumberAgonize no morePain dripping awayTo be stripped freeFreedomThe feeling of the wind blowing against my wingsThat's what I desireThat's what I wantHow many would that be nowOneTwoEven moreHow many white pills is itTo put me in that eternal slumber
FreedomTime binds meSeconds enclose meAll I can do is waitFor this agony to endI try to look at it all as a wholeTo see the bigger pictureBut its so hardAgonizingSecond's grip becomes agonizingAir slipping awayLungs bursting in my chestAnd--freedomIt's over, winds blowing through my hairNot a care in the worldIt's finally overFreedom
Two-half'sThere is always two-half's to every whole.A glass being half emptyA glass being half fullIn a way, so is the creature called man.You may see one thing on the outside,his life full of glitter and goldBut what on the inside?What you don't know is that it is very coldHow fragile they are, how a single comment hurtSure they have a smile on the outside, but do not be fooledFor he is crying for helpHe is crying for you
SilverGlimmering in the sunlightOh, the beauty!Such a sight!How I long to pull it close to me, to feel its chill against my fleshSuch a small thing, and yet, full of such powerI want itIt wants redBliss, spread throughout the airOh, the joys--of a butcher knife
HerTo see you with herWhat an uncomfortable feelingAnger, fury, wrath!How dare you speak to her like thatTreat her the way you once treated me...You must have forgotten all the promisesThe goals and dreams...You must have forgotten you used to love me
HaikuWhen your heart breaks, shattersYou feel all alone, emptyBut smile, you are loved
Short Story"Leave me alone," the girl grumbled,throwing a pillow at her brother. He should know not to bother her so early in the morning-which meant twelve.She had a good reason to be so tired today. Yesterday was probably the greatest night of her life. And it was all because of one simple name.Kyle Southerns...His molten brown eyes, dark wavy hair... He's so handsome, and she was lucky enough to meet him. Their date last night was amazing. Talking for hours, no akward filled moments. Dinner and movie...She thinks that this could be in love!While daydreaming, her brother threw the same pillow back at the girl. "Jade and Kyle, sitting in a tree-"he began in song.And like that, the real world was back, leaving her only memories of the date last night. Attacking her brother, the girl let reality take hold of her and got ready for her day.
You are EverythingYou are amazing.You are the smiling face,That gave that kidBetter hope for this place.You are the helping hand,Even if you didn’t know it,That helped everything turn outBetter than planned.You are the voiceThat helped someoneMake a vital choice.You are the jokeThat made them laughAnd gave them that strokeOf happiness that they needed.You are the bright eyesThat light the way,A lantern of hopeThrough the fog of lies.You are their push towardsTheir positive afterwards.And you are far from worthless.You,To someone,Are the most important personIn the world.We are all charactersIn someone else’s story.That pivotal point,That pushes them from misery,And leads them to their glory.
.i have lovedunafraid;i have dancedto the music of torturei can forget the rest
I Will Love MyselfSilence was at my doorstep.Rain fell from the storms of my eyesand hit the cold earth of my cheeks.Sunlight fell down my facein gentle waves.And blood tinted lipssmiled only slightly.The gentle springthat bloomed inside my chesthad begun to growand flourishand replace the winterwhose frost had held tightlyonto my heart.Silence was welcome.Tears were shed in joy.Sunlight was here to warmand blood to live.This was it.I had made it.I know who I am.
Eat Something, PleaseIt's your fault, you know.It's you who's spewing your guts into the toilet,like powdery snow.Every day you hit the bathroom floor,grasp the porcelain rims,and your vomit echo through the door.I hate it! I hate it, more than anything in the world.I wish you could just tape your mouth shut,and your noises I could ignore.It's all about you, and the agony you've been through,but through your selfishness and saliva,I hope you realize I suffer too.I stay by your side when you treat me like crap.When you scream at me and yell,I've always had your back.How I wish I could purge when life gets too tough,I wish I could be weak like you,but my strength is just too much.How wonderful it would be, if you could take my place,and when you saw your broken form,then you would see the pathetic look on your face.But “plop, plop, plop” your vomit continues to roar,and through the repetitive screech,how I wish I could slam the door.I wish I had the strength to leave your
I Won't Let You Become Like MeI saw you fall to the floor.Because you couldn’t take this anymore.You laid there and said to me,Through tears that fell from your eyes,“Who cares if I were to die?”Reminding me of those hundreds of times,I’ve seen people bend and break.I’ve gotten so used to smiles that are nothing more than fake.I remembered standing by silently,Watching everyone collapse around me.Seeing bottles scattered around,Broken glass covered the ground.And I wondered to myself,“Is he ever going to get better?”And I watched you as you died,Slowly tearing yourself apart from the inside.Memories are still flickering,Behind my eyes.I suddenly remember my own cries,For someone to save me.Because I was so close to falling,That the abyss seemed more inviting,Than trying to hang on for a moment longer.Because my arms were too tired,To hold on.I am back in reality,Watching you fade away.And I see myself,And the countless other people I’ve wit
i'm cold, could you pass me a blanket?my kindergarten teachertold me there were flowers in my soul.too bad it's always autumn;dead inside of me.the garden is a crumbled heap,and my heart suffocatesbeneath the leaves.
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