if i said ilovedyou and walked away,
what would you say
if i left with tears
full of worry and fears,
...
Tears streaming down my face
My life a complete waste
A waste of Blood
A waste of Air
...
When I laugh
Can you tell its fake
When I smile
Can you tell its not real
...
Broken and scarred
my life so hard
blood trickling down
falling to the ground
...
What's the point in telling someone you love them
When you know the feeling wont be returned
When you know they'll avoid you
When you know you wont gain anything
...
People never leave her alone
and one day she will be gone
all the slits on her wrist
balling up her bloody fists
...
you see a pair
of broken stairs
does it lead, somewhere
is it really there
...
Because of you I'm dying
Because of you I'm crying
Because of you I'm falling
Because of you I'm calling
...
So much pain, I keep inside
From this game, I always hide
Noone knows, why i act the way i do
because life blows, cuz of ppl like you
...
Drowning in a darkness
Of deep despair
Believing the lies I hear
And seeing truths not there
...
Confusion and decisions
They slowly break
They fall apart
The wrong choice
...
my life is so full of pain
I have no friends
My family hates me
No one cares
...
Because of you I have learned so many things
Because of you I have learned to mind my manners
Because of you I have learned to behave
yes, you have taught me alot, but brought me alot of pain
...
Heylo peoplez! My name is Lizzie. I love writing poems, even though I suck at it. And i would like to thank everyone who reads, comments, and votes my poems, good or bad. Thanks everyone!)
Suicide
Suicide
It's all i think about
Suicide
Can't get it out
Suicide
So hard to resist
Suicide
resist the urge to slit my wrist
Suicide
wishing i had a gun
Suicide
all i have is a small razor
Suicide
so i drag the blade across my legs and arms
Suicide
wishing to do myself much more harm
Suicide
and i wake soaked in blood
Suicide
cuts all over my body
Suicide
and im still somehow alive
Suicide
deep and long so much blood lost
Suicide
how am i still here?
Suicide
I really need a gun
Suicide
one day... one day
Suicide
yah man I feel you man I am also Mexican man so I know how you feel man And by the way man, you are right. You are ugggllyy man. Get some help man.
U gotta groovy style home grl...dont let nobody tell u diffrent! ! ! We're all one of a kind! ! ;) Peace, Alan
How, i could relate to that.