x-desertrose-x

She Says "So this will be our fifth session, correct? Let me get out my notebook.. Okay... Let's talk." So i open up and talk. She writes.. Patient was raped as a child. It seems so final when its printed The night I lost my smile Simplified into black ink. Maybe it's easier for you though. Because your job is not to feel how I feel Just to organize and solve my problems. Patient is a cutter. All that hurt shoved into one simple sentence Are my scars really that simple though? Handwriting gracefully spread on the page Contrasts these jagged scars. Theres so much more to it all Blood can't be simplified. Or summarized. Patie

Alone in my room I lie on the Floor... Close my eyes And pretend that I'm dead. When tears start to come I hold my fingers like a gun And point them at my head. They say I flirt with suicide I stand by the lake With weigths tied to my feet And will myself to jump in. I stand on the edge of the cliff Taking baby steps closer And pray gravity wins. They say I flirt with suicide I take pills to cure the ache And tell myself all I have to do Is swallow a little more. I carve into my skin and smile As I imagine cutting deeper And the blood spilling to the floor. They say I flirt with suicide I lie on the road in the Blacknes

You can wipe away the bloodstains But you can't erase the crime It's forever embedded into my mind How you sliced through my soul And tore my heart in two Even though all I was trying to do Was love you. I don't understand why I'm alone now And now you wish you can change your descision But I've scarred my wrists with incision You can't change what you did Because I'm already dead And this angel white carpet is now soaked in deep red. You can wipe away the bloodstains But you can't erase the crime It will be forever embedded into your mind.

when i was  born i opened my big Brown eyes and as i smiled for the first time the room shone bright Yellow like the sun people stopped and said "she'll be a beauty, that one!" when i was four i'd run through lush Green fields and pick pretty Purple flowers to match the ribbons in my hair i'd paint my skies Pink Because i thought you'd always care. when i was seven my innocence was taken from me and i turned cold and Blue with confusion as the world around me slowly became Grey i knew no one would understand so i began to hide myself away. when i was sixteen i used up all the colours Pink. Purple. Yellow. Green. Blue spen

She lifts of the ground Fluttering peacfully up so high Bold yellow and black wings Contrast the pale blue sky Freedom. Cold, calloused hands Bring her crashing back to the ground As she falls the world stops And there is no sounds Silence. The hands come again She looks into the coldest eyes shes ever seen And realizes that her freedom is now nothing but a dream Sadness. A pin is plunged through her frail heart And she's hung on the wall The people stop.   Stare at her wings She makes all their hearts sing Beauty. She takes her last breath Little Girl to her Mommy pointed and said "I wish I was like the butterfly" Not

I wanted to be beautiful in your eyes When you saw me I wanted you to smile Smile when you see me... So I counted calories til I looked good And I caught you staring at me You smiled when you saw me... So I kept on counting I wanted to look even better for you You ignored me when you saw me So I started to slice my skin Hoping you'll see all the love within You looked sad when you saw me... So I kept on cutting and I kept on counting... And You looked disgusted when you saw me So I tried to stop what I had done But it escalated.. The cutting and the counting Now you don't even see me... You don't even see me...

"I can't get my head around reality"  she says "We're just living to die" That's why at night she cries But really that's all a selfish lie That she tells herself So she won't have to change her Life Unable to see past her pain She doesn't want to submit to God's name Cutting her skin because Life is so "bad" Though this Life is the only Heaven she'll ever have Since she calls His creation a "conspiracy" All she'd have to do is believe.. But she's content to sit in her own blood and grieve If you look into her eyes they're filled with empty selfish lies Of her Life... But she likes it that way.. Never being satisfied Going th

Just like a Cigarette You make it hard to breathe... But I can't say no to you.. It's always you i need You make all this go away I have to have you everyday Just like a Cigarette You make it hard to breathe... I know that you'll be the Death of me But for now you give so much security I love how you tase on my lips With that addictive nicotine kiss Just like a Cigarette You make it hard to breathe... But I will never let you go Though my heart bleeds I know You will always be there And even if I die I won't care... You're just like a Cigarette You make it hard to breathe... And I Love it...

I picked up my pen to write my emotions But no words would come That was the hardest part I picked up my camera, looked through the lens But there was no beauty in anything That was the hardest part I turned up the volume so I could dance But there was no rythym That was the hardest part I opened my mouth to sing But there was no melody That was the hardest part I went outside for a run But I couldn't move fast enough That was the hardest part I called my friends for company But they didn't understand That was the hardest part I tried to dress up... Put on a smile But inside I was still ugly That was the hardest part I we