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I'm in too deep to be reached this time, don't wade in to save me, you may drown in the river of my blood which is dripping from my wrists and trip over the fragments of my heart.
The feeling of hurt is overwhelming Like a knife through the heart Why don't you see me. Why don't you care.
Now I'm not ususlly one for writing gory poetry, but I must stress, if you are easily disturbed by this sort of thing, please don't read on, as this is something that has ACTUALLY happened to me,...
"Bitch." the biting tone brought me back to reality; the words stung and my face flushed but I guess I deserve ever bit of abuse that comes my way.
Monday, December 4 Dear Diary, I sit there. On the floor of the tub. Tucked in a ball under the shower head, I stay there silently with the water up hot.
A few years ago at school, I was asked to write an essay from a picture of a beach, with a stone, a doll and footprints leading away.
The cut runs deep, Crimson drops the carpet does seep. Her pain is brief, But she sighs with relief. Pent up emotions trapped from within, Are now let loose onto her skin.
step away from the mirror. shivers. drop the broken piece. letting go of it makes the blood drip from your hand. squeeze your hand to stop the blood.
18+ rude and swear words and sexual preferences why am I such a slag, how could I of been so bad, corrupted, bitch, I should go die in a ditch, I ruined him (my ex), what was I...
the scary moment when I'm in an exam,. I stop for a minute,. forget who I am,. those few mistakes,. turning my self view to hate,. this really cannot be my one and only fate. you've ruined me,.
A man sits alone in a dimly lit room, a depressed room devoid of any care and attention.
It glints. The knife. It splints. The flesh. The feel brings scars anew. It sings. It bites. Turn out. The lights. A haunting fear, but who. Alone. In fear. Nobody. Is here.
I see you sitting there, curled up in that ball are you ok on your own. would you like me to call someone for you.
Rain, rain, go away, Because of you the pain will stay. Slit my throat, cut out my heart, Leave me here, tear it apart. I don’t need you anymore… Is what I think while tears pour.
*Adult Content* The flagellant and the flagellant. One did it for the kicks. One did it for religion. Both of them where sick. One was sick with promise. One was sick with lies.
I'm artwork myself a canvas painted so colourfully tainted My badges the story of part of my past, forever my scars will last We all have scars that are invisible mine can just be seen as there...
She spins beauty from her sorrow, Works her fingers to the bone, Pressing down on ebony And ivory, just so. Sonatas for the midnight sun So brooding, restless, dark.
It hurts doesn't it.
There was one day I remember and I'll never forget. It was a Friday and the thing about this Friday was that i had only eaten 6calories.
Life is hard, I know it so, It's like I'm barred, I wanna let go.
I wish I could I could have quit you. I wish I never missed you, And told you that I loved you, every time I f*cked you. The future that we both drew, and all the shit we've been through.
I like razor blades. I like how shiny they are. How the light reflects off them. How elegant yet deadly the tip is. I like razor blades. I like how they feel in my hand. Delicate and light.
When I share Life With You, It is all so wounderful . You keep Me safe, comfort Me and wipes away My Tears. I laugh and kiss You. You support Me and make grow as a person.
Blood is red, The veins are blue, The cuts and scars they bleed all through The blade in my hand agaist my skin, The more i cut the less i feel sin.