12 Nov, 2012 06:29 PM
Blood dripping on the wall
as the razor falls from my hand
forcing myself to get up
thoughts rush though my mind
looking at myself though the mirror
what have I become?
am I emo?
is this really me?
so many thoughts
I lost so much blood I feel weak
, BloodVotes: 9
11 Nov, 2012 01:21 PM
I have a friend an he is forbidden
because unlike all my other friends he hurts me
he has no heart
he has no soul
he is cold all the way through
he cuts me all over an brings pain to my body
he watches my crimson blood fall from my arm an to the floor
people do not like him
and that is why he is forbidden
I call him my friend because he take the pain away an the feeling of doom that is in my heart an soul
, PainVotes: 5
07 Sep, 2012 10:34 AM
Love is a myth.
So is happiness.
So now I must address.
The hole in my chest.
Where my heart used to be.
Before you took it from me.
And you crushed it into pieces.
Now it's useless.
And the shards that fall.
Are 10 feet tall
, Unspoken Love
, HeartbrokenVotes: 0
16 Oct, 2011 11:36 AM
The darkness is binding and blinding.
I can't seem to see what really matters.
I'm too busy rapped up in my own petty affairs, to even care,
that there is blood dripping from my wrists,
that there are tears trickling down my cheeks.
I didn't know that following this path,
would break my mothers heart.
But I don't care.
But I DO care!!!
Does it matter?!
, BloodVotes: 1
11 Nov, 2011 05:09 PM
I promised you
That I won't wake up tomorrow,
You will come and find my body laying in a pool of my own blood....
You touch my hand and find it's cold and dead
You remember that my hand was warm and welcoming, but now......
It's cold and in need
In my hand lies a razor.....
And a note saying
'I'm sorry I can't be there to hold hands with you......
I'm sorry we won't have our first kiss....
, UnlovedVotes: 29
19 Jun, 2011 07:21 PM
I'm sitting here alone
alone in here today,
The pain I feel inside
is replayed everyday,
This past life haunts me,
All I do is pain for this,
onto the floor,
Weaving it's way
underneath the door,
You see my tears
, LossVotes: 5
24 Mar, 2011 11:13 PM
Blood and tears are nothing but a sad remorse
For you who cry and moan about the lost
Blood and tears are nothing but a bad side effect
From a drug called pain and death that
Corrupts this world around us!
Sending you spiraling down into darkness
Crying for the lost blood of your loved ones,
But why do you cry for your lost ones
When you know they won't come back
So why do you shed so many tears
When you know it causes so much pain?
, BloodVotes: 7
06 Sep, 2010 11:55 AM
This pain is killing me.
This eternal sadness that looms over me.
This black cloud that wont go away.
I found a way to get through the pain.
By just inflicting more.
I take this blade
and drag it over my flesh.
This blade takes my sorrow.
This blade takes my fear.
This blade will take my life.
, PainVotes: 2
06 Sep, 2010 11:54 AM
I cant cry anymore tears
I cant speak up
I just sit on the floor and take the pain
The next morning i try to act like its all ok
but people start to see what is really going on.
One day i will get out but not today.
When i am alone i scratch till there's blood.
the warm blood starts dripping down my arm.
People start to talk but i still act like its all ok.
Maybe one day i will get out...
but not today
, SufferingVotes: 3