A poem about a very cliche type suicide…first “decent” poem I’ve wrote in a good while…I guess. Her black eyeliner ran down her face As she cried tears of infinite disgrace Her pale white skin turn cold As she made the very last fold To the note she will leave behind There’s nothing more for… Continue reading A Cliche Suicide
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† i hate myself
this image cause me to cut open my life to bleed one more to taste the pain i tasye the death i look in the mirror once more this fucking whore staring straight at me listening to everyword i say this screaming wont go away i hate this i hate myself it must be cliche`… Continue reading † i hate myself
Why Can’t I stop….
1 cut, 2 cut, 3 cut 4…push me over the edge, and I’ll cut one more… I don’t care how unoriginal it might seem. Or totally cliche as it may sound to those who have not done it….but cutting works… Yeah I’m a goth…but that has nothing to do with it, I’d actually prefer not… Continue reading Why Can’t I stop….
The Long Road out of Hell
There are so many posts on here that are full of depression and hate and lost love and envy and all the things we all eventually learn are just damn trivial. I figured i’d post something to give a little hope to people out there who think that there is not much for them in… Continue reading The Long Road out of Hell
here.
I can only remember being walked as a child by someone whom I didn’t know. Then I turned around and everything was dark and since then, it stayed that way.