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A cold silver circle Pressed against my mind Seduced by what this offers Pills of a metal kind An easing of my troubles In one so simple click A movement of a finger The end would come so quick The...
Warning: contains hints violent death. 16+ These simple words are all for you , To see if once you ever knew, Of all the many thinks that I would do, For our forbidden love.
LA AFILADA PUNTA DE LA PLUMA (Un cuento para K.D.) El rey había encerrado al soñador en una celda de la prisión.
One step. Two steps. Three steps. Then they disappear, as is they never existed. She moved closer to the edge of the cliff.
~Based on Wool/Silo Series by Hugh Howey. Obviously not in the same league but I will die trying. See www.hughhowey.com or search Wool Omnibus on Amazon to see why. Feedback welcome. I.
Oh my sweet surrender I can feel you coming soon In the ticking of my heart beat In the pulsing of the room I can feel you in my skin With each little cut Bleeding gently falling harshly With...
It had been almost seven years since we last heard from her. Some say she went insane after I last spoke to her. What's that. You're asking if I was the one who turned her. No, no, I doubt I did that.
Waiting on redemption day; She needs him, while she fades away. Twenty Tylenol and she's going fast- things blur into a spinning elliptical of sorts, mysteriously. But she knows what she's done.
Time goes by so slowly, decisions made and done. The actions of a coward, though brave enough for some. Hallucinations of a man, whos sealed his own dark fate.
Dear friend I have failed you again, In the deep the dark settles in, And the blood spilt from your wrists, I can't help but notice this.
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.
#bestofopuss Heels over head, She wasn't thinking, they said, When she fell for the boy With a smug. They fell in love, The heavens lit up above. 'Til death do us part, Said the teenage hearts.
All is hauntingly still. If there is one thing that I fear most, it is this. Not the night, death or evil. Not blood, chaos or monsters. No, what I fear most, is this. I fear the silence.
#SimplyPerfection10Days. drip, drop. the blood pours out. plip, plop,. you're filled with doubt. your knife lies bloodied. your skin's stained red. your wrists sit slit. you might as well be dead.
You killed my hope, when you tried to kill yourself. Now I'm a mess,I didn't wanna guess what you'd try next. You murdered my faith, my heart needs a doctor.
She wears a mask upon her face. She hates those inevitable judgements. All she wants is to find a place.
Melissa feeling the anxiety building, sat on the park bench nervously smoking a cigarette. She was to meet Dr. Henschel, the man who was going to subdue her pain.
No one knew why she did it. But one day, I walked in from the bus and she was just there. My sister. She was just dead. She was laying in her room, all still and pale. She had an odd color to her...
Wow, I did a lot of digging and found old paper where I wrote this poem when I was about 9 or 10 years old. #death #cutter. ---------------------------. A beating heart. A heart that beats.
Heels over head, She wasn't thinking, they said, When she fell for the boy With a smug. They fell in love, The heavens lit up above. 'Til death do us part, Said the teenage hearts.
I felt bad for you. After all you were my best friend. Your step dad and your older brother abused you, and you had no food, no money, no warmth.
Wait. That one word could have saved a life. The life of my best friend, whom I had known since as long as I could remember, and just one simple word could have saved her. Wait.
At the bottom of the cliff, A bloody body is found, Where a poor young girl now lay, Where Alex hit the ground. She was such a lovely girl, But her heart as black as coal.
You said you loved me. I was so small when you were holding me on your knee. But now it seems like you've let go. Because you changed and that's for sure. You were always so delicate and protective.