No moreSlit my wrists and hope to die
Sit around and wonder why
I love you and you love me
But I want to be set free
Because of you I can't leave
Loving you is my pet peeve
Close your eyes, don't watch me fall
Cuz I'll want to end it all
I don't know if I'm still here
Or if I've succumbed to fear
I can live this life no more
I lay silent on the floor
I have no more tears to shed
Close my eyes, lay down my head
Slowly let my smile fade
Wonder if I should have stayed
ListenStop whatever you're doing
Don't listen to those fake thoughts
Put your hand over your heart
Do you feel that
Do you feel the beat
You're body is pulsating
And with light
And if you listen close enough
You can actually hear that in those beats
It's like listening to a clock ticking through time
Now, that's how to REALLY listen to your heart
And once you hear it's beauty
You'll want to hear more
So maybe it's time that you listen to someone else's heart too
Hearts beat in sinc
Just like how my heart beats for you
Let's take a break from this nightmare
Put your head on my chest
As my heart beats for you
And let our hearts gradually beat slower
As we fall asleep
Into a better dream
BurnCan you hear me?
Can you see me?
Do you fear me?
Could you be me?
What do you think?
Could it be true?
Is it possible,
That I could be you?
What do you say?
You sense that I'm here,
And I'm here to stay.
The words don't come out right,
The pain just stays in,
And there's nothing you can do about it,
No way you can win.
So let me hold you,
And watch you burn.
From dust you came,
To dust you return.
Read those words again
And that's exactly
What I did
I turned to you
"Do you think
That I might
And you said
But you did know
Would do anything
To help prevent it
Up to me"
Then I worried
Because you are my strength
You lifted up my chin
With your gentle grasp
And gazed into
My pool of tears
With your very own
"Even if you do
End up broken again
I will still be there
To pick up the pieces
By my side
In my heart
I knew I wouldn't fall apart again
We'd fall togeter
FarDeep or shallow
Full or hollow
After a while you don't even know
It all rushed so fast, yet went so slow
The signs are clearly starting to show
And now you're afraid as to how far you'll go
are you there?
I can feel your eyes boring into me,
I can sense your stare."
Is that all you have to say?
You have no words of "hope" to tell
Before I fade away?
I've come to heal.
I know exactly how you feel."
"You know nothing!" I harshly whispered.
"I refuse to take off the mask I have on.
The damage has already been done and it's irreversible now,
for I am already gone."
"What?" You uttered.
"What do you mean?"
Wow, you're clueless. But it is pitch dark,
so I guess the blood can't be seen.
"It's all over now." I whispered,
finally a real expression of peace on my face.
Now I finally saw that "hope" you spoke of,
as I slipped away, smiling and staring off into space.
Blend InWith sharp words and empty smiles
You discovered the will and strength that I was lacking
You took a swing at me and liked the power
So you just kept on attacking
You pushed me down and hovered over me
You lunged at old scars and kept on hacking
Your grin full of satisfaction and eyes full of venom
Because you could see I was breaking and cracking
Then I'm not quite sure what happened next
But I was aware of your feet clicking and clacking
Though I knew you were fleeing
I was unaware of what sent you packing
As I picked myself up, my vision was blurring
I collapsed in a corner, my mind slurring and slacking
My wish to "blend into the scenery" had come true
As I slipped away and became part of the wall to which I was still backing
WingsA rip and a tear
The glimmer of dim light causing the metal to glare
But we won't stop there
Because this is the only thing for which we still care
With every drop, we're falling fast and falling faster
Pushed to the edge by life's unmerciful disaster
The pure cruelty of this world hidden by lies
Kept caged behind sorrowful, sullen, sunken, dull eyes
And that's only part of our mask
But you should know better than to ask
Because after the first couple of cracks and chips
We decidedly seal our fake-smiling lips
For we are already weakened and wish to hurt no more
We're still trying to heal the hole you unknowingly tore
For when you went, emptiness was left behind
We can't believe we trusted you, we were childish, stupid, and blind
You must remember we're fragile and scared though we hate to admit
With every pang of guilt and shame, you know where it's going to hit
And because our mask isn't easily
I'd Rather Be DeadYou're always asking me if I had anything worth dying for.
I'll pose the opposite to you and ask you this:
"Why is it that you find life to be worth living?"
Is it so interesting to go through each day feeling anxious?
To the point that you feel nauseated enough to collapse.
Is it so joyous to spend each night staring at a blank ceiling,
Hearing the clock tick on toward morning,
And yet you lie awake.
Tired, but awake, emotionless, but awake...
Do you truly get up each day, facing it with optimism.
Or do you look at the news and the state of the world,
And genuinely fear for your safety?
Now, if it were me that you had asked my dear,
I'd tell you quite honestly: That I'd rather be dead.
At least I would not have to hear the white lie inside my head.
That tomorrow will bring me a 'better' day...
But of course, you are welcome to believe that.
Stripping MeYou may take what you want from me,
Be it my pride or dignity.
You may throw insults at me,
And burn the shredded pieces of my sanity.
You may belittle me, as much as you want,
If only to make your meager life worth living.
But even if you do all that...
No one will protect you when I pull you into the dark.
No one will try to search for you, as my leather ropes tie you down.
No one will hear your screams as metallic screws drive into your face,
Etching an eternal smile, since you'll never leave this place...
"Now then, my dear sweet James, shall we play our favourite game?"
Bully You're ugly.
You'll never amount to anything.
No one will ever like you.
If you think he'll stay, you're mistaken.
You have no friends.
People hate you.
You are a freak.
You have no place here.
You are nothing more than a coward who
is too afraid to step outside half the time.
Your face is like something from a horror movie.
No one will ever truly fall in love with you.
Guys want girls that are beautiful and face it,
you are considered everything but that.
Hide behind your hair dye because you want to
feign like you don't care.
But inside the cruel eyes of others burn holes into
You will never amount to anything.
The only thing you will ever be good for
is cleaning up dog shit.
You will never be good enough.
Why bother even dreaming?
How can you consider the possibility of love
when everything you do, the way you look, walk,
talk, move, think, can only ever be seen as
Not only is the outside hideous;
the inside is no better.
Why do you think you've
We Only Live To DieThis is what we live for—these whispers on our lips
The drying bits of blood on our paper-cut fingertips
Opening the letters that we left our future selves
A bittersweet reminder of those storybooks on the shelves
This is what we live for – this emotion in our souls
The torture and the bittersweet moments of lost control
Biting cracked lips with the dirt beneath our nails
These moments of imperfection as our trains of thought derail
This is what we live for – shutting doors and opening eyes
Smiling for a moment, before the tears reveal our lies
This is what we live for, this reality, this life…
This is what we live for,
As we only live
Past Tense BluesWases
So are weres;
And it's the becauses
That make them feel
That much worse.
You're Going to be Okay.It’s not your fault.
It’s not what you deserve.
Don’t think that way,
Because one day,
This won’t matter anyways.
Keep your head held high for now,
I know it hurts,
Words can feel suffocating.
As you feel like your lungs are collapsing,
Under the weight of the pain,
In your chest.
I know it stings,
And it seems like it takes forever for the bell to ring.
As you count down the hours.
But it doesn’t matter.
When you just go home,
To sit in your room alone.
Because words unlike bruises don’t go away.
Once they are said they are here to stay.
And silence is excruciating.
But being in a crowd of violent stares,
Is no better.
So where do you go?
Is the question you’ll never know.
But don’t give up just yet!
Things will not always be like this.
Yes, today seems hopeless.
Tomorrow seems worse.
One more day of hearing another hateful word.
Might make your head explode,
And sometimes you want to drive yourself completely off the road.
You are someone's reason to liveShe had skin like a cactus-
could only hurt
anyone who got
she held what
i'd haunt you if you'd like.my hands are paralyzed and you're waiting for me to touch your face,
but that doesn't really matter because i'd rather touch your soul
and if you close your eyes long enough i'll read you poetry as we lay atop the monkeybars
in this old and rusted park
you can pretend to know the constellations and point them out to me and i'll tell you they're all beautiful, but nothing compared to you
if i'm lucky you'll blush and laugh at me,
tell me i say the dumbest things but deep down it'll register in your soul just how much i love you
and i know they say you can only save yourself, but darling i swear if you'll just have the slightest bit of faith i'll save the fuck out of you or i'll destroy myself trying,
because i honestly can't think of any other purpose for my life
or what smidge of it i've been able to hold on to.
You have to know pain to....Sometimes you have to fall apart.
You have to bleed out,
In order to have the courage to shout.
Against the darkness.
You have to know what it's like,
To feel disconnected,
To be best friends with your anxiety,
Because it's the only thing to keep you company.
Because you've never felt so lonely.
Even though you're surrounded in a sea of noise,
Which drowns out your voice.
As you choke,
On society's noose
You're afraid to cut it loose.
Because you don't know what others will think of you.
You have to know depression.
You have to know what it's like to be alone.
You have to know what it's like to be silenced.
In order to appreciate breathing,
And to fall in love with colors.
After being blind,
For all of that time.
And only being able to see memories,
In order to appreciate a person's presence.
And the feeling,
When you finally find a friend.
Who will stick with you until the end.
And not judge you for your scars.
But loves who you are.
Although I really like this poem's presentation, I don't like what is being implicated in it. I won't say DSH is a good thing, but I agree, this poem was inventive about how it portrayed DSH (it might have been clichéd by the ending, but overall, I wasn't expecting it).
Things should turn out better soon. I'm praying that they do for you.