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I have many questions that puzzle me and I've decided to start posting them because you guys could help.
The veil of sanity. Shields my face. Behind this facade. Madness does grace. The whispers torment. The shouts they hurt. Inner turmoil drives. My face in the dirt. Perplexed of mind.
Run run. 'Til fat drips off. Never slow. Never stop. Starve starve. 'Til your hands shake. And your hair falls out. And your insides ache. Binge purge. 'Til your throat burns. And your teeth chip.
Mirror mirror on the wall, I want to be pretty, skinny and tall. Mirror mirror if I change my hair, Maybe someone might start to care.
Why do we value human life. Some people want to die. Beg to die. Why don't we let them die. Why do we try to save them. Why do we encourage them to cope with their misery.
Do you feel like nothing is going your way. Like no one is making the effort, To try and make your day. I know how you feel. Do you feel like nobody will care.
She's been going through a rough patch recently. Seams like everyone's against her. She's haunted by demons without everything else.
Feeling this pain I collapse into bed Not in my body In my heart and my head All I see is darkness Quickly closing in I can't escape it's evil grasp I fight but never win The feeling overwhelms...
Only one not getting shot is dancing Start moving Fuckin prancing It the time to move your ass Or get it blasted Had the door man take your gun away. So we the only ones having fun today.
I try to fend off the cold all around Its ominous presence in the background. I try to hide but I am found. It slowly kills me without a sound.
Too afraid to gain a pound So you just walk away You live your life alone With no one around It's the one thing you can control Was it the stress.
When I woke up,I looked at my phone and saw I had a text from Luis it said "Morning mi nova (:" I laughed out loud and texted back "Morning and I'm not your nova yet (;" I got up toke a shower and...
Everyday, is the same. I slowly started to feel nothing- I was fading away into the deepest darkness anyone believed their was. My emotions slowed, to a blank state.
Most of the time. I am never happy. You can't see this in me. I smile a lot. When im not even happy. I smile because im crazy. I smile because im insane. I smile because im in pain.
Meet Miss Perfect Izzy. A girl who's always well. Her face is like the sunshine. But the inside burns like hell. Meet Miss Perfect Izzy. With skin a perfect white. Except under that bandage.
I use to cut. Thats a fact. I use to cut while watching fear net. Hell, i even remember cutting. While, watching the horror movie cutting class. It never hurt. I thought it felt good.
I've been looking back over old stories and poems that I've written, and I've found that the themes are quite... Worrying, shall we say.
Dedicated to @spikekutter Feeling of cold, & hard Sharp-edge in my hand, Against my wrist Oh, how good it felt I love the feeling The feeling of Pleasure I get from cutting Pain I get from...
My lack of sleep leaves me in complete despair, It makes my mind feel as though its in need of repair.
Soft and cool, breezes of air repeatedly hit my face. My pupils painfully constricted as I opened my eyes amidst the intense light. “Just breathe,” a shadow said, hovering over me.
'In the eeeend, as we fade into the night. Ooooh whoaooaaa. Who we'll tell the story of your LIIIIIFE!' Sometimes, I can see an image of a girl dangling her legs over a cliff edge.
It's a little short and uneventful but I know you guys were desperate and the next part is going to be amazing. Lots of drama ahead.
#bestofopuss I love this poem as i normally feel like this.
Find me in a field. Underneath a tall oak tree. Back against its thickset trunk. Head between my weakened knees. Find me in my room. In the dark and in despair. Back against a cold grey wall.