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I sat in bed, listening to the rain hit the window, reflecting on the past. It was a warm day, about 6 months ago, I had a friend who was a bit of a slut.
#household I was once sad and lonely, Having nobody to comfort me. So I wore a mask that always smiled; To shadow my feelings behind a lie.
I don't know what a bad day is. Only boredom. I've never felt sad in my whole life. Only boredom. Torture doesn't even come close. Only boredom. Mental illnesses I could only wish. Only boredom.
I feel the cold, Biting my skin. I feel the frost, Freeze everything. The dried up tears, No longer fall. As if the pain, Weren't there at all. The sticky blood, Seeps out my side.
they should have a rant option on here.. Anyway, bullying. Ive been meaning to write about it after hearing about Amanda Todd. r.i.p. but why bully someone, why tell them to kill themselves.
Tears slip silently down her face, Her life is over- Such a waste. She's in so much pain, She cannot scream Cannot warn them before Shes done the deed.
Just wanna. Break free. Return to. The old me. Just wanna. Go away. Where I may hide. My tear-soaked face. Just wanna. Disappear. Where none shall know. I'm near. Closing in. On the edge.
Such a pretty face. Such a fucking waste. Why'd you have to die. Couldn't have given live just one more try.. And now you've left me here alone. You've cut me open exposed to the bone.
Even now I still don't understand why people will listen to the ramblings of an idiot but shut out the cries of someone in need. Why people want what they know they cannot have.
My life is perfect I have everything I need. There isn't anything I really greed. I don't understand why I am so depressed, Maybe I need some more rest.
I see two grey eyes, Filled with tears. I see one small nose, Sniffing at the smears. I see two eyebrows, Furrowed in confusion. I see two cheeks, With a flushed illusion.
Today I found out about Amanda Todd. I wanted to cry when I heard about her story. Seeing how people bullied. And that made her suicide makes me think how weak are the bullies.
Wake up, no morning tea. Just a few crumpets and some water please College ID, and a lucky charm around my neck. A few books and pens, nothing high tech.
R.I.P Amanda Todd. <3 If anyone is thinking of suicide don't. Even if you feel like there is no one there for you, there always is.
Um... I was bored. Brain: What on earth are you doing?. Me: Um... Eating a cookie. Brain: WHAT?!. Why?. Me: Because I needed a cookie. Brain: ARGH!!. Why?. Me: Because I was feeling upset.
Luica sat through names like dipsy And fatso,lunny and gay But it got as far as that And then before she could say no way.
There's a little switch In the back of my head One side says normal The other jealousy paranoia and dread I like to be normal But I don't...
so to kick this shit off I think I'll tell you about myself. my name is fritz and I'm another 16 year old British boy.
Hello. Anybody in. Hello. Grin. Say something Act or react to what you're feeling Pointless. Stubbornness. Emptiness. You are a bloody mess. Expressionless. Hello. Stop playing dumb Hello. Numb.
Peter was a young, shy boy, With brown locks of hair, Peter had tons of toys, But he said he couldn't care.
This is to all you people out there who have ever thought or attempted suicide.
Don't cry in the shower. No one Is there to give you their shoulder, care. Don't cry in the corner with no one around. People will be looking but you'll never be found.
It felt like the room was spinning. And my eyes just couldn't keep up. I felt like gravity was winning. And the space between the floor and my body was about to be shut.
My Bright pink shirt hugs my waist, my light skinny jeans keeping me warm. My SnapBack hat sits on top of my head, my eyes looking through my purple sunglasses.