I cry and yet you can’t hear me, I bleed and yet you can’t see, I shudder in my tears at night, with all that’s left inside of me, I can’t tell the difference from the faint appearance of real life, or what they call reality. My reality is far more different of those who… Continue reading Temporary Blindness
Author: DementedAngel048
Hmmm.. Well where do i start, i'm days away from being 15, my parents think i'm anorexic, they threatened to send me to several psychiatrist.. my dad wants me to go to anger management classes. .. my dad throws stuff at me... knives ect ... i used ta cut myself, threatened with suicide,,,, i play basketball.. my school life is okay i guess,, i have tha greatest friends,, and the best boyfriend... do i sound interesting?? i live in the smallest town in the world..well at least i think so..
all she could handle
Looking back on her self conscious past, her eyes behold the truth of her childhood days when she was brutally abused not only by words. The physical endurance she had to obtain herself. The loneliness of her dark demented life threatened her within herself as if cutting off the last breath she once thought she… Continue reading all she could handle
Piercing Darkenss
Don’t hesitate to look inside yourself at your unforgivable heart. Black and cold so frozen still, which is so easily torn apart. Confusion itself destroys your desperate needs. Insanity is a razor which leaves your soud to bleed. To be so vulnerable towards death but you never shed a tear,
obsession has no cure
The obsession Don’t get caught in temptation, you will only yearn for it more. To feel the warm blood run down your arm, and slowly to the floor. To feel pain gently sooths you, and you cut deeper into your cold arm.
Demented Lies
I’m always all alone, no one else seems to care, I slit my wrists and yearn for more, death just seems more fare. I’m enclosed in darkened spaces, my hatred builds up inside. I’ve deteriorated my sanity, my life and my pride. I’m beaten unconcious, i’m a target for all of the lies.
Unforgivable
I hear the piercing words echo through my head, getting louder. I’m screaming but yet I’m not making a sound. No one can see through me, They only see what they want to see. I cry in the dark, but no one cares. Bloody tears stream down my face. What i did was unforgivable, but… Continue reading Unforgivable
Why Me?
I spend most of my time alone listening to the things you have to say, wondering, Why me? Why do you patronize how I live.? You put me down and criticize me for mistakes i know i did wrong, and yet your perfect. NO you can’t do anything wrong. Someone like you can’t commit flaws… Continue reading Why Me?