Christopher's Dead

Christopher's Dead Poems

Do you know what I’d give
What I got, what I’d give to go back?
Do you know that I’d give
Up my life just as easy as anything?
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She was beautiful
But she didn't see beauty like I saw it
She was undefined, prone to cry
Just a little undeveloped
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What’s the meaning of this?
The meaning of all these selfish lies
That we keep bottled up inside
So hard to hide
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Seen the cut surrounded by dry blood. Must have irritated it through the crashing all around me. Wipe it dry, clean, but where’s the fun in that. Avoid exacerbation yet still suffer in excess.

Why not make the pain, the sorrow poor out, hopefully there won’t be anything left inside. Gripping tightly, stab the wound over my heart back open; rip back quickly to greater irritate the skin.
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I’m the man behind the bars
We talk through walls and I wonder how I got here
I’m a boy, I’m a little too trusting
And I can’t help wondering what you think of me
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“Forgive me,
Forgive me not”
The wind breathes
Heavy in remorse.
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I had a dream, I had a dream
That I saw you taking your clothes off
Your body glistening through the window lit by candle
You saw me stare, you didn’t care
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Hey Little One
You’re the pretty one
A concept girl
Going home for the weekend
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She said that one day she might come back
But this is how it's been for years
I walk on tight ropes and stay too close to the glass
And I hide from my greatest fears
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The walls
Designed by beauty
Desired by hope evades the cracks
Undecided
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How do I forget,
I feel beside it yet,
That you're the one who hates
Despite all the discretion that we make
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It goes down thick
With a hole in your chest
I got 99 problems
And 98 grand in debt
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Today, I thought I'd write a song
About the way your body glistens in the moonlight
But this is not that song
No this is not that song
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I’m not good enough anymore
I’m not everything you want
I rest my thoughts against your bed
You try to wipe away my tears, lift up my head
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She wears a black bar over her eyes so you don't have to see her
Or at least she believes so if she can't see you
And her skin sticks to her clothing, pulsing sweat from the sunlight
If you get under that bar long enough you'll stick like glue
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If you can't take it anymore
Is it time to run away?
Run from this sickness in the stars
Have they led you astray?
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You say no one's gonna like me
‘Cause I don't act like you
But I'm good at being myself
So what about you?
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It starts off like a whisper
Approaching like the dusk
No one can hear you, but you scream
A leaf falls, a forest,
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I lie awake in a bed that’s not mine
And wonder if this is what I was meant for
Reverting back to a childish musing
Of fantastic dreams and untamed affection
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Well I hitched a ride to the end of the edge
Of the seams of your dress when you knew that you would leave me there
I shoulda known that you’d leave me there
‘Cause I worked so hard, sometimes it’s hard to work
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Christopher's Dead Biography

If anyone likes my poems please check out check out my band November Downtown: https: //www.facebook.com/NovemberDowntown http: //www.youtube.com/user/XabysmalreleaseX I have suffered from clinical depression for the majority of the last four years of my life. I have cut and tried to commit suicide multiple times. I have also had to deal with bipolar disorder. But much of this has changed. I am now a much happier person, and I am not nor have I ever been on any medication, and I try my best to love everyone and especially all my friends. The world seems beautiful to me again, and I will try my best to help out anyone who is sad or suicidal because I don't want anyone to feel lonely or die. I love writing and I love music, I play piano and write songs. I really like listening to punk rock and sceamo and classic rock. I am really just a big teddy bear though so if anyone ever wants to talk just message me and I hope I will be able to make you feel better.)

The Best Poem Of Christopher's Dead

*(I Remember) When Suicide Was Just A Joke

Do you know what I’d give
What I got, what I’d give to go back?
Do you know that I’d give
Up my life just as easy as anything?
And we pass and your voice
Like a death grip on my heart attack
It’s so superficial
Such a f**king w***e don’t care about anything

[Chorus]
Hate is a word that describes what this
In a hall emptied up I’m a name on a list
Of a laundry bag filled with glass I punch with my fist
I remember
When suicide was just a joke

I believed what you said
You believed that I’d always be clean
A fresh slate of my arms
Couldn’t take the days that I hurt for you
Maybe if you weren’t so cruel
I wouldn’t ‘ve had to feel the pain
And if you weren’t so good lookin’
Maybe I wouldn’t want to die

[Chorus]
When suicide was just a joke [X2]

Well everybody knows you’re the one to call
When the girls get ugly on the back of the wall
You’re a polysaccharidal leaching germ to my brain
The camera sees the one thing leaving

Do you know what it is
To make stop dropp offs of misery?
And when I tell you I feel
Do you know that I’d really rather go?
A mixed media chart
Tracing cold hard lies of my history
Yes I scream in the night
Because of you, I’ve never felt so low

[Chorus]

When suicide was just a joke
(I remember)
When suicide was just a joke
(I remember)
When suicide was just a joke
[Spoken: This life was so funny]
When suicide was just a joke
[Take back your f**king things]
When suicide was just a joke
[I remember all your lies]
When suicide was just a joke

(fade out)

Christopher's Dead Comments

Karina The Cat 28 November 2009

Aaww i like it :) Its a really good poem.

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Karina The Cat 28 November 2009

Wow, that really touched me. YOur poem has inspired me

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The Devils Girl 30 November 2009

your poems are great and you are a great person. u are going to go far in life.

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Cassie Damon 17 September 2011

i love your poems they seem to speak to me im in a really bad place atm and your words are helping me out alot thanx for putting your feelings into words

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Kate Peters 08 September 2011

Nyc poems dude...! ! keep it up..! !

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Iron Panda 23™ 29 March 2010

friffin fantawesomificentastic! ! ! (FANTastic+AWESOMe+magnIFICENT+fanTASTIC) xP

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*_sakura ~daisy_* 11 January 2010

Your poems have power...they speak in various voices that are yours...you write beautifully...graciously...sincerely...never stop writing: p

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Tricia Dildine 03 January 2010

Christopher, i can relate to you, but promise me, things do and will get better..i promise you that.

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