My Poems x.x;
A breakdown.. just what I needed to start writing dark poems again. Whee.. x.x;;
And to think.. i don't cut, burn, and hardly think about suicide O_O;
I have like.. 47 poems already.. yay. go me.. x.x; O_o;
The broken mirror
You used to look in
The blood around you
And your clenched fist
Put the glass down
Don't hake a mistake
Alone with the mirror
You start to shake
You can't bleed out your lies, hopes, or dreams
You can't bleed out lost words, mistakes and your regrets
Just you and your mirror
So lonely and wet
You shake, as a tear rolls down your lonely face
Please look up, into your own eyes
Be strong, take off your stupid disguise
Think of the love
Someone could give
Think for your future
Look down at your fist
Gently unclench them
Put down the shard of glass
Wipe the blood and tears, off your face
Today starts your future
A cut for every time I've lied
A cut for every tear I hide
A cut for every word unsaid
A cut for every time I wish to be dead
A cut for every untold word
A cut for every cry unheard
A cut for every friendship lost
A cut for every unpaid cost
A cut for every tear I've cried
A cut for every soul that died
A cut for every hell I've made
A cut for everything tonight I've paid
The broken girl, come and see
Throw stones at her, it's free
No need to do so, she breaks on her own
That's why she's standing all alone
Her hands are razors to make you bleed
Embrace herself in times of need
So her blades can kiss her skin
Release the voices from within
Tears fall from her eyes, so blank
Face corroded from the poison she drank
No life left in her at all
Only ghosts to make her fall
Only words to make her cry
Only screams of questions why
Smash the pieces on the floor
Pick them up and hurt me more
Cause that's all i want to see...
This broken girl in me.