He Fell In Love With A Vampire
Chapter Forty One Everything Hurts Caden lied on his bed, while letting his phone ring.
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Not A Good Twist
#opussweeklychallenge He stared back at me, a gun in his hand Blood on his knuckles, Blonde hair like sand His green eyes told me stories He alone could never tell I saw the scars on his arms, He...
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Passers-by, how am I?
They ask me how am I They're just going to pass by They don't want to hear the answer They talk of my height Besides of my weight Is that all that matters. To them Am I what. What am I.
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Fears of an Obsessive Compulsive
#sundayrepost I have a fear, that my alarm wont go off, or i wont hear its familiar sound, in the morning i may miss my train on the London Underground.
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Yours Sincerely
Eyes, you are banned From seeing anymore. I am sick of these heart skips, At every slam of every door. Ears, no more listening Out for pretty voices.
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Untitled
I wonder if you'll experience what you did to me. Would you find it lonely sitting under a tree. On your own with a seat for one. When the clouds are always blocking the sun.
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Peter: Pt2
I'd say goodbye. "Peter" Saying his name over and over. I was going to scream. I was. I was. I was. "Peter. Peter. Peterrrr" The name was being sung now. "Shut up. Shut up.
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What I Think
They only care if you're pretty or dead That's what I think They have the power to heal your wounded soul Yet they drive you to the brink How can people be so cruel To turn their back on a friend To...
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Going Down?
I stepped in the elevator on my deepest of days. Thinking of the sorrow I've endured for years. Thinking about the scars on my wrists and stomach. Thinking about why they are there.
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No Life No Pain
The girl is told shes ugly. The boy is told he should be dead. The girl is mocked for her clothes. The boy can hardly sleep in bed. The girl sits alone eating her lunch.
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Self-Harm Awareness Day
#selfharmawarenessday I would write a poem, but self-harm has been quite a controversial subject on Opuss as of late.
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Letting Go Part 2
There's no music. Guilt. Shame. Anger. Yes. But not music. Half awake. Apart from that stupid bass beat from next door. Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump . . . Never changing. Relentless. Mindless.
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Letting Go
Relax. Calm down. Calm. . . Down. Glance around me. Scan the room. ' Look at this place.' Chaos. Unwashed plates iced with congealed fat. Empty beer cans doubling as ash trays.
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Falling Apart
No one understands the stress, No one gets the trouble, Often I wish I was them, Outside my little bubble.
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Untitled
dear mum Don't know if you'll ge t this letter not sure if ill be allowed to send it actually, they say I've been naughty. but theyve let me have my paper so I will write it anyway.
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Dear --------,
Dear --------, I'm hurt by so many things right now.
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Mirror
You're looking in the mirror. Tears streaming down your face. I've fought with every ounce of strength. To take you from this place. But my words provide no comfort. And my actions seem to fail.
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self esteem
i'm not worthy of capital letters. i'm not worthy of your time. i am not worth a nickel,. a penny, quarter, or dime. i am small and frail. i am weak and poor.
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To This Day
Please read.
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Bullying
The "gay boy" you punched in the hall today. Committed suicide a few minutes ago. That girl you called a slut today in class. She's a virgin. The boy you called lame.
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Architect Of Demise
A gust of wind flows straight through him. Overlooking a sharp edge, Below, Chalk white cliffs where memories once lingered calling him back.. ..Gently becoming unaware..
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Pretty Lies
Diet pills and razorblades. And words to keep me calm. Diaries and records. Of all the things that I've done wrong. Poems with untold stories. Worn edges and ink smears. Memories of all the nights.
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A Half-Hearted Sort of Feeling
When I smile at you It's a half hearted sort of thing. I wouldn't let you see the emptiness i hide behind that grin.
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Insignificant
I asked him what was wrong, And he started to say, Then he took a deep breath, And closed his lips. He built up a wall No one could go through. I tried to help, I asked what I could do.
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