In The Dark
A tear runs down and hit the pillow. Here I am again. Lonely in the dark. Nausious from holding back the feelings. That swirls around. In my stomach. And in my head.
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A tear runs down and hit the pillow. Here I am again. Lonely in the dark. Nausious from holding back the feelings. That swirls around. In my stomach. And in my head.
A bringer of smiles, my charm beguiles A playful soul, that's me But deep inside, it's sad, I've cried Plain for all to see A raconteur, please listen sir, I hold court rather well But it's all fake,...
September till April, My soul empty, Crushing black hole, My life a void, On hold. Waiting, Minute by minute, Feeling each second, Ripping my heart, Tearing me in Two directions.
Darkest night of my life, My emotions are crying behind my cold exterior. No one to confide in only the crippled hand of suicide that offers me a fake hope, an easy way out.
The light streams in. A noise screams through the silence; It didn't wake me. Insomnia has taken your place, I lie with it in bed at night. No sleep in which to dream; Maybe a blessing in disguise.
Drip, drop, Drip, drop. The rain on my roof will not stop. Each tiny drop of rain, Makes me wince with horrid pain. The memory of you, Hurts my heart.
She looks in the mirror with a blank expression, She hates herself; it's a true confession. When she smiles, it's very rare, Because she's conscious and feels so bare.
I sound weak. I sound tired. I sound sick. Just don't talk to me. I'm done with you. I'm done with her. I hate myself. And I really do. Help me please. I am unloved. I feel my heart beating.
My whole being is empty, Nothing within me exists, I miss the life I once had, The life where everything fit.
Does it sadden you to know that you are nothing more than layers of flesh hiding bone. That when the sun goes down you'll be nothing but alone. It does for me.
I cry and cry, A tsunami's begun. I drown in my tears. A complete no-one. Scars cover me Both Inside and out. And I can conclude, That's not what life is about.
Chapter1 As she dragged herself out of bed that morning, trying to remember what she had to do before she left for work, she couldn't help but think about how much she would rather not go and would...
God, I hate myself. I look in the mirror, and stare at myself in disgust. I look at the mascara under my eyes and down my cheeks. I look at my body and think how it will never be good enough.
The usual random shit that makes my life complicated that nobody understands or cares about, whilst pretending to give a minimal amount of intrest and just generally not giving a fuck till its too...
The sadness is engulfing me The walls are closing in on me Sadness, hurt, and anger permeating the air around me Choking me with their intensity until I'm on my knees No sounds to be heard other than...
I feel myself plunging in to the depths. No one can hear me scream, or break my fall. I am falling alone and I am scared.
It seems like I am never going to be okay. I have finally come to the terms that it is from the path I have gone astray.
I wish sometimes that someone would just give me the answer to the question pounding at the back of my skull. At this point, I feel like life has no purpose.
They tell you To do it Nobody cares They think it's a joke For the school kids to fair The others all tell you To do it You start to believe But you dare not cry You try and tell someone But it...
"relapse" they declare. you shrug. the word means nothing to you. you've heard it so many times that you've forgotten the difference between relapse and that other state of being...what is it.
Here you are again you've. Come to visit me. My smile is slipping. I'm struggling to see. The sun is slowly fading. The sky is turning black. I'm slipping now no turning back.
There’s someone missing from the room, There’s someone missing from this place, Where’s the girl with all the broken dreams. The girl without a name or face.
Let's play a game. First its My turn. I tell you everything. Let you into my heart. Open up my life and give you my trust. Now it's your turn. You tell me lies. Tear up my heart.
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