Broken and despisedLittle girlOnce so inocentNow broken to the coreOf her very beingHer once free mindNow trapped in a nightmareHer once pure heartShattered into tiny piecesHer once hopeful soulOverwhelmed by darkness and despairAnd no one noticesBecause she hides her scarsUnder long sleevesBecause she hides her painBehind a fake smile...
The starsI used to go outsideDuring the cold winter nightsJust to stare at the starsTheir light used to give meAll the hope I neededNow I stay insideStaring at the nothingnessWrapped in darknessWondering what went wrongWondering what happenedTo that kid I used to beWondering why can't the starsGive me any hope anymore
Then and nowLong agoThey had expectationsThey used to sayI was destined for greatnessLook at me now!Trying to stay aliveWhen my mind tells me to dieTrying to find loveWhen all I get is hateTrying to be happyWhen sadness overcomes my soulTheir expectationsJust went to Hell!
RainFeeling the rain, clearing my mind.
Behind and aheadThe shadows of the pastRight behind meThe foggy futureRight ahead of meI can turn backI can move forwardOr I can stay hereForeverWhat should I do?What's the right choice?All I knowIs that I'm not aloneIn this labyrint called life
Every time I see youEvery time I see youOld wounds reopenThe pain returnsAnd memories come back to meMy love for you was powerfulYou were my worldAll I wantedWas to make you happyBut it was one way loveAnd you broke my heartLike it was cheap glassYou had no ideaThe suffering you caused meSuffering that comes backEvery time I see you
DepressionHappiness feels strange, smiles taste wrong...
In the darkI am the creatureWho lurks in the darkThe one you never noticeBut who's always thereJust observing the worldWithout really understanding itAnd waiting for the dayThe day you notice meAnd invite me into the light
True FriendsTrue friendsAre the ones who stay by your sideEven when you tell them to go awayTrue friendsAre the ones who lift you upEven when they feel downTrue friendsAre the ones you never need to apologize toEven when you mess everything upA true friendIs what I need the mostTo save meFrom myself...
Signs of the timesI look at the mirrorAnd I don't recognize myselfI see...A broken shellA shadow of myselfEmpty eyesOnce so full of lightSkin so paleIt seems to glow in the darkNothing on the lipsWhere a smile used to playWho's that personLooking back at me?
What I Gave YouI gave you my timeAnd you wasted itI gave you my loveAnd you ignored itI gave you my heartAnd you broke itI gave you my soulAnd you lost itI gave you my lifeAnd you sent me to Hell
Already BrokenThings happen behind our backsWe can't seeOr prevent themThe words from othersKeep affecting our judgementSometimesWhen life goes crazyWhen others steal our soulsInvade our mindsAnd fill us up with liesSome try to encourage usThey tell us to listen to our headsBut the voices drive me crazyThey tell us to remember who we areBut my identity is unknownThey say my heart is unbreakableAnd in a wayThey're rightBecause it's already broken...
Who am I?An injured body without a soul...
Common lie"Are you OK?""Yeah, I'm fine"
My mind at 3 A.M.Pouring rainA sleepless nightConfusing thoughtsDancing in my mindAn addiction to hold backA hope to cherishDarkness is all aroundBut somewhere the light still shinesThe past is too vividThe future is too foggyThe present is a battleA battle I must win
A reasonOur loveWasStrongPowerfulIntenseA miracleA dreamCome trueBut youYou had toRuinIt allOur happyMomentsOverOur beautifulMemoriesBrokenGive meA reasonJustA single oneTell meWhyI shouldForgive youWhyI shouldLet youLive...
NightAnother dark nightFor me to faceAnother tough battleFor me to fightAnother hellish nightmareFor me to endureIt's what I getWhen I try to change somethingDeep within me
One lifeI knowI only haveOne lifeBut stillI feel likeIt's not worthFighting forAnymoreTo dieAt onceTo goAwayTo beTakenTo the black holeOf no returnWhyDo IStill try?
ReliefRelief Sweet relief Trickling down like blessed rain You can breathe You can laugh You can throw back your head And let the tears of relief flow down your face You can breathe You can finally breathe Thank God, you can finally breathe! It's been suffocating you for five months Almost half a year And now you can finally relax And be relieved That the secret is out And everything's okay For once.. You don't have to be afraid.
BrokenI lay down my heart,I begin to pray,Wherein does,My heartstring lay.The reds now grey,On this unholy day,Your hands are stained,My heart is framed.Encased in glass,Lost all that lastsBuried below,Where dead men groan.A deep dark home,Of skin and bone,A deep dark hole,For a broken soul.Mend the heart,If you dare try,But tear it apart,Then be prepared to die.Broken,Crushed,Beaten,Shattered.In the end,It doesn't matter.
i am beautifuli. i am beautiful with tear streaked eyes and shaking hands clutching my blanket as hard as i canii. i am beautiful i decide as i walk down the school hallways faking a smile watching masks slipping off of people's faces as i walk by iii. i am beautiful i think as i stand facing a bathroom mirror clutching only a towel around my bare body thinking about how numb seeped it's way into my heart and how it feels like there is nothing there to stop it from destroying me...iv. i am beautiful i pray with closed eyes and shaking hands that maybe... ..somehow.. ..someday.. i can believe i am truly beautiful and not pretend at allv.the snow is whiteas i stand at heaven's pearly gates looking at a reflection at a girlwho has the widest smile i've ever seen and is by far the most beautiful girl i've ever looked ati hear
Internet SisterhoodYou've quickly become so important to me.Sharing the parts of our soulsWe keep locked away, from the worldActually- the known world.Taking solace in strangersBecause then it's different.They're automatically supportive,Without needing to know details.Unless we decide to share.I think-hope.I feel a special bond with youJust sharing this one little thing,You seem to just.... relax around meNo words need spoken.But I sense your wall is down.And I'm so thankful we found each other.Thank G-d for old French hypochondriacs.
how to take someone for granted (instructions).i. when the weight of the world is on their shoulders, leave them be.when the heaviness transfers to you,expect their sympathy.ii. goodnight cuddles and kisses add a nice touchto a relationship; it is far too muchfor them to ask you to listen.too much time is wasted, you see.iii. yes, when they are curled up crying with their blanket or duvet or whatever instead of you for warmth, you know you're doing well.they are beginning to tellthat you only want them for your own need.iv. endless messages flood your phone. inbox. voicemail. letterbox. they want you but you are not there.you don't care. congratulations - you're not too attached.v. now it's the time to find someone newto bend-over-backwards and jump through hoops for you.she has gone crawling to someone else for support and is trying to forget your existence.and just how do you feel about that?
.You flew once. Escaping from that ugly groundwas easier than we thought.It pulled you down to the the roots but they didn't like what they found.Jealousy exists in everything, you know......being trapped there for so longeventually took its toll.(Perhaps death wouldn't be so dark if a light was switched on).
,the thing they forgot to mentionabout being a writeris that we all live the longestand die the fastest.we feast on metaphorswith numb fingers and heartsuntil we crawl under a half moon to sleepand just don't wake up,because everything we areis arranged in our workand we start to becomeeverything we've written about, slowly but surely. and now i'm not so sureif i want to be a poet.i just knowthat i want to be a writer.
maybe.maybe if i keep breathing i'll remember i'm alive amid the ashes and the turmoil and the raging storm inside maybe if i sing i'll remember i have a voice amid the depression and the sadness and the fight to stay alive maybe if i laugh i'll remember what it's like to be happy amid the torn rose petals and faded laughter of memories past maybe... maybe, if i'll speak maybe you will listen .
Forget MeHow can a single word, from a single person break me?How can this one word from this one person crush everything I have built. Rubble from that last word; from that last person who too came only to break me. How can a single word, from a single person fill me with hope? That hope, then wove the rope, that tied the noose and hung my ideals from the stained glass window.Such pretty glass window....why did you break?Did you hear that one word from that one and only person too.Let me mend you with the rope, made from the hope so kindly given.Let me build you, like I too built him.Let me break you with these clumsy hands.Let me lean in close and whisper,"Replaceable."
FixingIt's brokenShatteredOnce moreIt needsFixingBut II can'tDo it myselfI needSomeone elseTo help meA friend?But I have noneA doctor?But I don't trust themTime?Doesn't itHeal everything?Then maybeIt can fixMy broken soul
Time may be the only thing that humans can trust. We have been known to not trust our own kind!
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