I write for MEI don't write to please,I write feel wellAnd be freeLet my thoughts land on paper for others to readI don't want to keep them inIf they can help othersLet them read and seeIf they ever felt the way I did.
What To Do?A Tear fallsAre you mad at me?Do you hate me?That is the only thoughtsI have running threw my headAs you leave meFor good.
Under The MaskYou hideUnder a maskYou never want people to see your faceYou was called ugly once beforeAnd you believed itSo you have be hidingEver since thenYou are a beautyBut you won't believe itI knowI have seen itWay before you was called a beastI want to see it againSo pleaseTake the mask offAnd give the world a second chanceThey need to see a true beautyAnd that is you.
Turn Me ugly pleaseHave you ever wondered?If all the prettyBeauties out thereEver wish they was uglyJust so,so many menWould just leave them alongLooks are funTill you hear the same thingsTime after timeWhy not be uglySo us girls could live in peace.
TimeTime for workTime to work hardTime to get the work doneAnd thenTime to go home.
Fighting for LifeDeep within a wicked soulLies a less wicked soulBut the wicked soul is so strongThat it will never let it be knownThe wicked soul grow more wickedDay by dayAs the less wicked soulTries it best to still stay aliveIt knows it will never be strong enoughto over powered to pure wicked soulBut it hopes to stay aliveAs long as it canJust to have the life it hasEven thou it's not the life it wants.
DifferentI get smarter,You get dumber,I try,You say why bother,I'm positive,Your negative,And we will see,Where I'm going,And where your staying.
This Isn't A JokeA sick minded freakWanted to be a villainThat is what he becameThought he was in a movieBut real life's is what he tookCharged into a fun placeAnd made it a slaughter houseScreaming, yelling, runningTo get awayIs fuelTo keep him going anywaysHe will have huge price to payNo one has took his fun lightlyAnd they shouldn'tTime to fryYou sick bastardAnd your sick mindI hope will end up in the chairTo dieA slow deathJust like the ones you had to kill.
Answer MeQuestions scare people away,If they scare you away from me,Then I guess we shouldn't be friends,I ask to receive answers,If you can't answer me,Then find another person,That likes to deal with rude people,Unlike me.
I Want You GoneMy life is in a spin,I'm moving way to fast.Please stop before I hit the ground.My head is spinning in circles,And I just feel like dying.Please help me before I lose my mind.You're in my head,And I want you out.I won't let you bring me down.I'm going to stand on my own two feet.This is my life, not yours,So stop trying to live it.I want you gone,And out of my life for good.Don't bother with me because I'm not interested.Go live your own life,And get out of mine.You better brace yourself,Because I'm about to lose control,It's you left,Before you do something wrong.My life is in a spin,All because you have caused me pain.I'm moving way to fastBecause I want to be free from you.Please leave so I don't hit the ground.I want you gone,And out of my life for good.Don't bother with me because I'm not interested.Go live your own life,And get out of mine forever.
Suicide Nightmare.I will soon draw youSo close to my home,And the skin will be rippedAs soon as you know.That you have been foundAnd you're not alone,I'll chain you upAnd I'll cut to the bone.These black and dirty fingernailsDig deep under your skin,Like the chalk board screechesI make a filthy grin.I make your blood come outAs I pleasure the knives,With all your thoughts flowingOnly one comes to mind.Suicide, suicide,You'll never escape,Suicide, suicide,Oh you'll never wake.
*Cross your Fingers*Cross your fingers, here we goSuperstitions grow and growSee a penny pick it upThis suggests the best of luck.Just be careful where you treadPick Dandelion, you'll wet the bedThe dog is wailing, death is nearHard to believe yet shiver in fear.Garlic will keep Vampire at bayFriday 13th, unlucky dayFour leaf clover, just the thingSprig of heather, heart will sing.Crickets, toads, and honey beeIn countryside they live quite freeCould these creatures bring us luck?All is possible, if moonstruck.2013 Delice194117th March2013
Reaching Out.I'm reaching out with my handsExpecting you my love to embrace me,But when I close my hand and see that youHave not yet grasped on,It hurts.With every time I open my handTo this painful empty feeling,It tears this hole in my heart openLetting it fill in with sadness,And letting it become deeper.So I let my nails grow outNot expecting for anyone to latch on,Continuing to grasp this desolate airI find my self falling down in despair,But then I see you reaching outTo grab my lonely hand out from the dark,But alas I cut you,I lost the sense of caring,My nails and my heart,Have become too sharp for this hand to hold on.
You Broke Her DownThis isn't want she wanted,This isn't how she wanted to feel.You've done it now,You sent her over the edge,And she just can't handle it.You broke her down,And she crumbled to the ground.All she wants to do is die,All she wants is to not feel pain.How could you?You knew she could break,You knew how vulnerable she was,So why did you do it?Why tear her a part?She needed you the most,But all you did was leave her in the dust.
Personal GhostsWith your sparkling eyesAnd toothy grinIt can get rather difficultTo suppose you'd understandSo pardon me for not thinkingOf the skeletons hung upNext to your yellow sundressIt can be easy to forgetThat smiles are plastered onSo the cracks can't show
Suicide LetterI'm sorry Mum, I'm sorry Dad,I'm sorry Sister, I'm sorry Brother, but please do not be sad.Please do not shed tears for my life has passed,I'm sorry for the pain this will cause you, but as for me, I'm free at last.People say suicide is never the answer; that it's just an easy way out,People say to write, talk, or sing
People don't know what they're talking about.I've done all I could to rise above my self-hatred, to overcome the urges, to overcome the hate,But I think right now, that it's just a bit too late.Maybe at last I'll be free
From life's endless rain,Maybe at last I'll be free
From life's endless pain.I really do love you all, but by the time you read this it will be too late,On if or not I go through with it will not be a big debate.So remember the good times we had,And forget all the sad.Think of me as I am still here,And please don't shred a single tear.I Love You.
Your ReaperDie for me and cryLife is done for you now,Another day your heart bleeds outAnd another day wasted away.I'm not going to leave you helplessBut I won't help you much,I'm going to close your eyesWith my long cold fingers.The sun shines on your bedAnd I chuckle at the thought of your death,I reach down to your shouldersAnd then I grasp your neck.You look at me with a face of shockAnd you try to yell no!But you were to busy dreaming of a better wayTo end your lifeWithout meYour reaper.
Is this Really You?Your happinessIs due to my sadnessSeeing me sadMakes you gladYour heart is so coldAnd you only know howTo act bold,That is how the story will be told.