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He hurt. So much. And it crushed her every day. She tried to ease the pain. To ease the horrible ache. But there were demands. And pressure. He used to be handsome. Now he looked tired.
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.
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...
It's gone past 3 in the morning ,. And I cant get no sleep. so I roll me a joint hoping it will send me on my way. But all it did was open my mind ,,. for you,,,,,,. Iv got.
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.
By Gemma Doyle I don't know why I can't get over him.
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...
Swamped, suffocating, Pressure to smile. Yet the plastered grin mask goes unrecognised. Angered screams of help muffled by blankets of stronger louder voices, Defacing my screams into white noice.
How does it feel. To embrace the pain. As failure sinks in. A pain of shame. How does it feel. To watch the torture. As the man burns. And you're the scorcher. How does it feel. To watch her fall.
I'm a prisoner in my own mind and body It's always lock up the true feelings and image of who I am for the fear that people will never understand me Maybe every once in a blue moon do I unlock the...
I stand here. Just staring at empty space. I daren't feel. My fears I cannot face. They twist my gut. My chest feels tight. In this tunnel of mine. There is no saving light. I walk with a dark cloud.
She wears a mask upon her face. She hates those inevitable judgements. All she wants is to find a place.
It's like drowning. Always drowning. The water fills your lungs, And threatens to pull you under. You'd have to be depressed to understand.
Four years. Four years of sleepless nights, silent screams and everlasting nightmares. Dreams of us. Still climbing trees and feeling small as we watch the stars from the roof of your house.
Night, would you please. Take me away. Swallow me up. Away from today. Being me deep down. To the depths where dreams lie. And keep me there safe. In your star-speckled sky. Knock me out cold.
#nightdwellers In the depth of the night I hear harrowing screams. Ringing through my ears and invading my dreams. My conscience drags, claws and tears at my skin.
You don't know how it feels, To be imprisoned in an emotional chamber full of fear, Gated with iron knives, So if you try to get out, they dig deep into your skin, soul, and feed off of your fear.
Run away from the fears, Hide the tears, Be chased by the pain. Say what I feel, Was certainly not real, Deny it all in vain.
I wrote this poem when i was 15 in the year 2008 because i was going through a really hard time in my life.. I am drowning in depression. I am spinning all around. I am drowning in depression.
If anyone fancy's writing a reply from the partner that would be so cool tag me so I can read. A love I cannot touch, God I want you so much.
A free verse I wrote a while back. I also adapted it into a poem. Critique is encouraged ^.^ ____________________ I run your sharp kiss across my wrist. Should I give in. You call to me.
My world is falling, crumbling apart, life is meaningless & that's just the start My hearts so sore, I can feel it breaking & I swear to god it leaves me shaking Late at night till early in the...
I slit my wrist to erase the pain, you look at me, and think I'm insane, my eyes turn red, bleeding my tears, and still you try to protect me from my worst fears.
She's like a little china doll. That's broken beyond repair,. Scars upon her snow-white wrists. And ribbons in her hair,. Her eyes are wide with innocence,. But she's tainted to the core,.