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I'm battered and bruised. I'm cut and I'm scraped. I've taken all the pain, that my soul can take. I need some one to pick me up off this cold hard ground.
She cuts and bleeds, but feels no pain. He smokes some weed with nothing to gain. He cries every night, but no one hears. She wants to run and hide from all her fears.
Thought I was getting better,. But the pain cuts deeper,. Sinking in easier,. I no longer struggle,. Don't want any cuddles,. One line added,. I never really had him,. Another line made,.
The pain burns through me everyday. I try to cut holes so it can escape, Yet the wounds are not deep enough to compare with that pain.
My blood is Stone cold. My heart is On hold. My brain is Long dead. My body is Heavy led. My thoughts are Jumbled. My stomach always Tumbles. My face is Blank. My hair is Rank. My life is A mess.
Not feeling the pain anymore. Staring all day and night at the floor. Not wanting to cry anymore. My tears are dry as I told you before. Not wanting to talk anymore.
Why do I hate you. Because I love you. But you couldn't careless, So my life is a mess. Why do I hate you. Because I want you. When I try to make you smile, You drop my heart like it's out if style.
The more I am with you The more am so alone The more I am with you The more to darkness I am drawn I gave to you true love But for you it was never enough Screaming from the inside Pretending to be...
My body's Weary, My eyes have gone bleary, I'm tired to the bone. My end arrives nearly, And so I see clearly, I've past sins to atone.
The damage is done, The wounds have bled, The night, no longer, Seeing red. My body lies, Upon this rock, Bled out, bone dry, Against the clock.
My first really bad day. In such a long while. Tears that roll down. Have washed away my smile. I thought this had passed. Thought it was over. From her intoxication. I thought I was sober.
'A dark fog forms around me, I hate myself, I don't even know why. I just want to close my eyes and say good bye...
I can't stop missing you. Wish I was there with you. I can't stop missing you. No, no, no, no I miss the way you kiss And I miss you staying here 'til the morning, Miss the way you love me too much.
I look at myself in the mirror with such hatred, I see imperfection looking back at me, blue tearful eyes that glare back with no emotions shown in them.
WARNING... SWEARY WORDS!!. Why does my heart feel like its breaking.
Sometimes no one listens, Except the beer in my glass, Sometimes no one understands, Unless I drain it fast.
Wishes of words not to come from you. Promise myself to not look blue. Dig a hole. I'll crawl inside. Bury me deep in layers of pride.
My heart is dark, Like coals are black. It's a deadweight living, Everything I lack. My heart is dusty, Pained from lack of use. Its strings are rotten, Squeaky and loose.
Suffering silently, my own sadness, Caught in my own deranged madness, Oblivious, I don't know how, No body wants to know me now.
With the pain in my head. The feelings that I dread. Coming through. I must confess, I'm sick of you. Reaching deep into my heart. Though I can't bear being apart. You grant me with the memories.
* Written for a pupil in my form who today confided in me as she wants help to stop* She self harms because its a release She self harms because it eases her pain She is a confused young girl...
I actually hate myself for being unable to rid my mind of you. I hate that after everything we had and went through and talked about, you did exactly what everyone else has done to me.
You know just what to say, And how the game is played. You know what I want to hear, losing you was my biggest fear. You decided to walk out on me, despite my cries and begs and pleas.
The little girl sits on the swing, With which the wind plays, As she stares into the horizon, Caped in a murky haze.