Thanks so much you too, i personaly hate my poems..lol
but here are some more..
~Untitled-Pain~
I sit here by myself
thinking why am i here,
why cant i end it
I want to end it for good
no one knows me,
my pain, my hate
My razor slices my skin
violent red tears come out
they tell of the fear of real tears,
for i am afraid to let fall,
of the fear they won't stop
1,2,3,4,slices against already red skin
i fell no pain in the cuts
I fell dizzy,
for i have finally found my escape
I turn over my wrist and slice once again and finally ending the pain
the numbness
the tears
my eyes heavy
my eyes close, I sigh,
"Its finally over"
Make it all go away!
Make it all go away she says,make it all go away she fells.She wants to fell nothing,not the pain,not the tears of worthlessness,she wants all of her two so called friends to stop pretending to be her friend and acting like they care!
She wears a smile at school for the teachers,the kids,and her classmates,when inside of her head is rageing hateness for herself,and how she is.She smiles so noone knows the pain and hate she fell's,so noone ealse can hurt only her.
But one day they will know what she felt!
You might wonder how she keeps it in, how she gets through the day, you wonder is it drugs, is it alcohol, you wonder. Well you will always wonder because she has her secrets just like all the other people hideing the fellings inside!
Make it all go away she says, well one day it will, it will go away for GOOD!
Dark Angel
In the house accross the street,
there is a 14 year old girl who
was tortured with pure pressure,
from her friends, and classmates,
and family. She cant take it all!
these people looking at her like
some kind of alien from the planet
Neptune. Yeah well they dont
know where or what shes been
through. Everyday she plasters
a stupid smile on her face trying
to please everyone and make them
happy,and helping them, but how is
it she cant even help herself?
In the house accross the street sits a 14 year old girl
on her bed looking at her stupid, fat, and ugly reflection.
She see's the sharp beautiful razor blade,and fills with
red angery tears that come from her wrists, her tears fall
on the razor makeing it glistin in the moonlight, she looks
again in the mirror, but all she sees stairing back at her a
dark angel. That girl sists on her bed everyday not knowing
what to do is me.