every night my knife’s in my fist when i bleed it moves to my wrist every night i try and try thinking maybe i will die i always stop because im afraid to see the blood soaked on my blade nobody suspects me of doing this because i seem like a joyful bliss but im… Continue reading name it yourself
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Apocalyptic Vision
Apocalyptic Vision The world’s ending mother fuckers. Can’t you see that? Look around at the hell we live in. Minds changed, deranged Bridges burned, hearts chained Sould ravaged, damned Tables turned, the fall of man Happy memories of pasts we’ve forgotten Fading to dust, icy like frost There is no love, Only lust A drive… Continue reading Apocalyptic Vision
hurt me
I lay in bed each morning fearing to wake up because i know when i get up and see you i wil go through the same thing i go through every other day. I have gotten use to feeling your fist on my skin hitting me when i do the wrong thigs but how can… Continue reading hurt me
hurt me
I lay in bed each morning fearing to wake up because i know when i get up and see you i wil go through the same thing i go through every other day. I have gotten use to feeling your fist on my skin hitting me when i do the wrong thigs but how can… Continue reading hurt me
love is pain
you said you loved me and i believed you but then its like hey i like you and all but were thru i cried all days and wept all nights I’d say without you my life’s not right id pull the blade closer to my wrist slice thru it then make a fist id sit… Continue reading love is pain
SLITTING MY WRIST
AS I CLOSED MY EYES AND MADE A FIST I PUT THE BLADE AGAINST MY WRIST WHEN I STARTED FEELING THE EXCRUSIATING PAIN I DUG IT DEEPER AND DEEPER INTO MY VEIN I STARTED CRING AS I REMEMBERED MY HEART AND WHEN YOU HAD RIPPED IT APART. WHEN I LOOKED DOWN I REALIZED, I WAS… Continue reading SLITTING MY WRIST
POEM ~ She Would Be Loved
Some call her twisted and sick. Others a freak or weird. They don’t understand her motive. The won’t take time to understand.
STReeTWiSe
On the corner, they wait, in the dark hours of the nite. On the cold, filthy streets, its what theyve always known.
Quote That May Make People Understand..Yeah Ryte OnlY a Dream..
” sometimes i just want to pull out every single strand in my hair. i want to bleed n feel pain. i want to take my fist n punch it through a window just so i can hear glass breaking into tiny pieces n feeling happy that i can make the colour red with my… Continue reading Quote That May Make People Understand..Yeah Ryte OnlY a Dream..
Burnt Pt IV
That son of a bitch hung on the whole time we were trying to get away. He was the type who did not know what giving up meant. The only way this guy would stop is if he died. He was going to be the next obstacle to face.