Lilith Van'Nightinveil
Lilith Van'Nightinveil Poems
The girls at the toilet throwing up breakfast
The girls that sit in their room crying
The girls that don't eat because they were told they were fat
The girls that sit in the corner cutting
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The day he looked into her eyes he knew
The day they meet, he could tell how much she'll be a trouble
But no matter what he'll always still love her when she can't love herself
He stayed through the bad and good times
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We go down to the forest
Carrying our supplies
Further and further and further in
We stop
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Mistakes are part of being human.
Appereciate your mistakes for what they are:
presious life
lessons that
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HElp me come out of my state.
Help me not to bring a razor to my arm.
Help me not to be depressed all the time.
Help me get this curse off of me.
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You see the girl with low confidence; you go to boost her confidence by taking her virginity by force.
You see the girl with big boobs who tries to hide them; you try to make her proud to have big boobs by molesting her.
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Fear is a unknown substance
It can cause hallucinations, delusion and practically an alternate universe.
Fear is what causes us to lash out in desperation that we are never alone with the growing darkness in our heads.
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Screams fill the air
The cloggy basement
Filled with cages
With people
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I am lost in the darkness
Can you here me calling?
The night pass
The month pass
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I woke from my deep sleep
I sit up and look around
my friends sleepng around me
They seem so peacefull, if only they knew the truth
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Surrender to darkness
they ask
I fight. I fight until i die
Never switch to that side
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Fighting
Struggling for control
Stuff is piling up
Stress is making it hard
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Sitting in my room
Taming my mind eye
Just staring at my wall
Think how life has been
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Lilith Van'Nightinveil Biography
Raised in Rocky Mountain House, Alberta, for the last 19 years, I discovered solace in poetry and music, using them as a sanctuary to navigate life's complexities. Music's notes compelled me to translate emotions into poetry, birthing my journey as a poet. Beyond words, I found joy in the Royal Canadian Sea Cadets Corps, shaping my character and storytelling with discipline and camaraderie. If I wasn't in Cadets, I was found nose deep in a book, furthering my knowledge of writing and storytelling. While poetry has been my first love, I'm on the brink of unveiling my storytelling prowess through the world of prose. These passions have enriched my understanding of storytelling and continue to fuel my aspirations as an author. Join me on this enchanting journey through verses and tales, where emotions paint vivid landscapes and stories resonate deeply with the heart.)
The Best Poem Of Lilith Van'Nightinveil
Bullying Isn'T A Game
The girls at the toilet throwing up breakfast
The girls that sit in their room crying
The girls that don't eat because they were told they were fat
The girls that sit in the corner cutting
The girls that go out and put on a mask
The girls that fake a smile and pretend to be alright
The girls who laying on the floor with dull eyes
the girls who took their life to end it all
Bullying isn't a game, it changes people
People become victim out of random
They start to listen to them and start to become them
Bullying isn't something to laugh about
Would you be laughing when you bully someone to become Anorexic?
Would you be laughing when you bully someone to take their life?
No because it be your name on the slip of paper on the pillow of the girl who took her life.
The girl that's in the hospital because she won't eat because of what you said.
Bullying isn't a game, so why bully?
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Lilith Van'Nightinveil Quotes
In the tapestry of love, some hearts are broken not because they were unloved, but because they arrived at the wrong moment in time, like stars out of sync with the night sky.
Broken people are the most beautiful; their hearts are mosaics of love and pain, reflecting a depth of humanity few can comprehend.
Insanity is the art of seeing life's shattered pieces as a masterpiece no one else understands.
I speak in riddles, not because I want to, but because the truth would break you.
A body in motion, a mind in pieces, a soul long buried.
Smile wide, stare deep—madness is the only thing that truly sees.
Some of us learned love by its absence, strength by necessity, and trust by surviving betrayal.
Only those who have suffered can recognize the ghosts in someone else's eyes.
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