My Life Poems, kylah geisler [best adventure books to read .txt] 📗
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We fight
We kick
We yell
We harm
Nothing seems to work for us,
We let our guard down,
And then
boom!
We change
No one is as messed up as us
We’ve seen things
Ppl would never believe
Done things ppl dont think we would ever do
Hurt ourselves from the pain inside of being all alone for the rest of our lives
We are the broken chords
Of life
Who’s the fool now!
My life is never the same after you,
You made me soar through the clouds as if no care in the world,
Now you let me drown and drop to the ground,
I’m getting worse.
Each breath is a pain,
Each heavy breathing
I want to let go,
Hold on I still want you,
Come back I still need you,
Let me take your hand,
Let me love you all my life,
I can’t do this anymore,
But I have to,
If not for me,
For my friends,
my mother,
Let go of you is what I have to do,
I will always love you,
goodbye my love.
Trust me I know!
She walks alone,
Once again heartbroken,
Never to understand,
what she has done to deserve this pain,
How does everything good end up scared and broken
Dead on the inside,
Once again.
One last breath!
He walks alone
Under the beautiful midnight sky
He stops to look up at the stars,
WHY am I the ONE who GETS hurt THE most HUH!
He cries and screams at the world around him,
WHY!
Walking in the middle of the road
drinking the pain away
Once again,
Hoping to be numb,
He yells,
He screams,
He cries,
WHY THE FUCK AM I THE ONE WHO GETS HURT!
More and more cries
Tears slide down his white silk tone skin cheeks
Flushed because he’s
Yelling for the pain to be erased
He begs and cries
He drinks more and more every night,
He yells
I DON’T WANT TO HURT ANYmore
I DON”T WANT TO STILL BE IN LOVE WITH HER,
He cries drops to his knees
Crying and drinking
He drinks till the pain is gone
He knows tonight is the right time
Take a lot of alcohol and drink till there's nothing left of him
One last breath he takes one more sip before he closes his eyes and draws one last breath of air.
I'm sick of losing everything I love,
To the one thing I hate the most,
It’s because of me that they are never coming back,
I can’t do this anymore,
I can’t lose one more person,
I’m all alone,
Please stay,
I'm sick of losing everyone that I love deeply,
I choose to protect from myself,
I pushed them away to protect them from me,
I’m not great,
My sky is grey,
Cloudy and rainy,
It’s a storm,
We call depression,
It kills us all
Whether we like it or not we don’t have a choice,
None of us choose to isolate ourselves from you
We protect you by pushing you away,
Because we love and care for you more than you know
So don’t hate us we protect you.
She looks at herself in the mirror
Looking at this person she doesn’t know anymore,
She can’t bare looking anymore,
She looks away, ashamed of the person she has become,
Then she sees the scars on her wrist, the fresh ones too
She drops to the ground
On her knees, she’s holding the blade to her heart,
crying,
The only friend who understands is the blade in her hands,
She cries,
She looks at the blade for a long time
She’s in a daze,
She Blinks,
Holds the blade tight,
She Squeezes tighter,
Blood seeps through her hand,
Blood flows deeply and slowly,
down her wrist to the ground,
It hits the white dantish floor of the bathroom,
She grabs a wet towel and dabs at the blood seeping through her wrists,
She feels no pain,
She’s numb,
Inside,
And out,
Once again she wants to run from the demon of her problems,
She slit her wrist over the other ones,
Making it red and bruised,
The blood seeps faster out her wrist,
She hit the vain,
Blood boils,
Blood drips,
Blood stains the counter,
Sains the floor,
She slits her wrists more and more,
Everytime she slits her wrist,
more blood comes out,
She lays on the floor,
In a pool of her own blood,
The blood that she cut out,
Of her own skin,
She lays,
Lifeless,
Finally taking her final breath,
She lays there satisfied,
She finally got rid of her demons.
Once again she gives in to her demons,
Bloody wrist, Not worth shit,
Slitting her wrists,
Bloody sleeves,
Bruised body,
Bucket full of water,
Her wrists are covered in blood and bruised scars,
Scars from the outside, started to outgrow her skin.
Why
ESCAPE AND LOVE BRAND(A depressed emo song)
It all away if you dig
Be my last impression your last lie
My last impression your last fairy tale
Scribble out the light, kick
Tried I tried, would you call
Dysfunctional family I don't walk
Gave up and the music lends
To it some nights well spent
I hope that some day by day
Certain distant fall comfort
As escape and love
Brand new man, a brand new man
And starts all over the hill
Felt and then swallowed
Choked on the virgin blood
Lips never shaped the words
I hope that some day by day
Certain distant fall comfort
As escape and love
Brand new man, a brand new man
Side we've got something never live
Yourself this is not so clear midst
Cold tears left with nothing don't feel
Like myself your middle finger was clutching
I hope that some day by day
Certain distant fall comfort
As escape and love
Brand new man, a brand new man
DO HOW I FEEL(A depressed rap/r&b song)
Are my melody that's how I was blind I promise
Me just stop and think about the death of us
Is we give it one more day one wanted
Know your friends and my new badu while you sleep
Shot to the world, come back down to the places
Where we began to flip you're staying because you're kind
Extra kind then suddenly you're here baby and you lose
All of that habit the pain
It should've been a few
But I'm gone do how I feel
In my bedroom door
Wrong hand got me excited
Try to keep you satisfied give
Oh I don't wanna do is fight and I shoulda'
Been there, done that you would never mend
Your girlfriend oh, what you do give
It should've been a few
But I'm gone do how I feel
In my bedroom door
Wrong hand got me excited
Have put you to do things that you walk
Out my life when will they say stay
To the lights and before we say goodbye
Gonna be the love that off the floor she left
It should've been a few
But I'm gone do how I feel
In my bedroom door
Wrong hand got me excited
Get depressed, commit suicide, manic
Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic
It's alright, if it's right
Thinkin bout suicide
Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right
Im commitin homicide, just to stop suicide,
You other brothers can’t deny
She commited suicide by
Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night
Have you tried contempting suicide?
When it came to grams it was 90 i fried
To help me commit suicide
More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right
[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,
poem 14The Gentle And Deadly QueenA Poem by siren01
Whose queen is that? I think I know.
Its owner is
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