

Untitledstaggering aimlessly through the dusk darkened mist words ringing through my head "your on the traitors list" lifting my head to release a pure soulful howl all echoing through the forests a saddened yowl watching her found after being lost in past i am looked upon and forgotten as a outcast only traveling in the coldest darkest night hiding myself from their scornful sight i trip and fall letting out a cry of pain i look for help but i am dismissed again and again always rejected and cast out to the coldUntitled
my heart torn and beaten my soul now untold thrown to the ground &


WARNING DO NOT READmy mind is clouded by tears my hand is grasps my knifes blade as i slip it into the drawer after kissing its once lethal blade i sigh gently as the the drawer closes i let my fingers clasp and release and examine the impressions made by my nails ,i take the lock in my other hand and let the padlock slide into place the click that its sealed echos in my mind i close my eyes and focus my hand clasping once more i let a few curses slip my lips .I watch out the window into the perfect night my eyes have run dry of salty tears .why am i alone left to let the knife slip......my only company now stormy skies..i takeWARNING DO NOT READ


It all begins againAnticipation, Desperation As all the minutes go by Wishing, Waiting That the time would quickly fly Perspiration, Desolation Trying to deny the inevitable Sitting, Thinking But the silence is unbearable Realization of the situation The end is far from near Trying, Denying The truth is what I most fear Elation, Relaxation Trying not to scream and shout Running, Searching I see no way out Relief, Disbelief I thought I'd seen the light Hiding, then fighting Trying with all of my might The win, The finish I thought I'd reaIt all begins again


SuicideDejected and depressed Evil thoughts going through her mind Wanting nothing more Then contentment in her life. Helpless and frustrated With no where else to turn She turn's to her sweet blade And her troubles unfurl. She thinks of the friends once so close Now only seem to bring more pain. Lectures and stern voices Remind her she can't do nothing right. For every friend Who she has hurt she adds a cut And a cut for every time A friend has inflicted pain Whether it was intentional or not Next she thinks of her boyfriends Not caring if thSuicide
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a tear means ur sad, a cut means ur scared, and a death means no one Cared!
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