11 Nov, 2011 05:09 PMI 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....
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Tags:
Suicide,
Depression,
Regrets,
Blood,
UnlovedVotes: 3033887
12 Nov, 2012 06:29 PMBlood 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
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Tags:
Emo,
Sad,
Alone,
Cut,
Pain,
BloodVotes: 1046790
24 Mar, 2011 11:13 PMBlood 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?
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Tags:
Death,
Love,
Tears,
BloodVotes: 724858
11 Nov, 2012 01:21 PMI 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
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Tags:
Cutting,
Friend,
Alone,
Blood,
Sad,
Lost,
PainVotes: 548808
19 Jun, 2011 07:21 PMI'm sitting here alone
alone in here today,
The pain I feel inside
is replayed everyday,
This past life haunts me,
Every minute
All I do is pain for this,
Crying here,
onto the floor,
Weaving it's way
underneath the door,
You see my tears
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Tags:
Pain,
Longing,
Suicide,
Blood,
Death,
Blind,
Tears,
Love,
LossVotes: 547933
27 Sep, 2016 01:44 AMIt was love.
A beautiful, full kind of love.
The kind of love that you read about in books.
A love that fills you to the brim so that you can no longer feel empty.
A love that makes you forget everything bad.
A love that takes your breath away.
The type of love that we had.
Then it wasn't.
Then it was tears and blood and sorrow.
The kind of tears that makes you feel completely empty.
A deep red blood that can't be covered by a bandage.
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Tags:
Sad,
Love,
Romance,
Broken,
Blood,
Break,
Beautiful,
Broken Heart,
BreakupVotes: 441090
03 Oct, 2014 05:56 AMShe smells like the sands of time
And is funny without ever being mean
I know that she's a dime
But I can't stop this feeling
I got my bottle of Jack
Then there's a sudden bleeding
In this abrasive room of black
I create a certain kind of seeing
Maybe I should care
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Tags:
Last,
Lost,
Loneliness,
Longing,
Letting Go,
Leaving,
Lie,
Death,
Depression,
DarknessVotes: 4219188
18 Sep, 2014 07:47 AMIt happened again
again I fell for you
and again I got hurt
I’m laying on the floor
with blood streaming tears
those of a broken heart
I gave you my all
and again it didn’t work for us
one of us is always lost
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Tags:
Tears,
Broken,
BloodVotes: 417263
23 Sep, 2014 11:42 PMIt's rather comforting
Considering that I'm alive and that I do feel
All that time you spent ripping their hearts out,
Left me with a sweet awakening
"All this for me...you shouldn't have."
Really, You shouldn't have
Death will only cause us more trouble
Trouble being my middle name and all
Labelled above all as the extortionists
Denied attention by whom we crave it the most.
Control, precision stealth and balance
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Tags:
Darkness,
Girl,
Blood,
Death,
Love,
Poem,
Twisted,
Comforting,
MuderVotes: 331953
19 Mar, 2014 01:38 AMIt's a blade.
It's a razor sharp blade.
A razor sharp blade that I have hidden in my room.
A hidden razor sharp blade that is only to be found by me.
It's my hidden razor sharp blade that is to only be used by me.
I take that razor sharp hidden blade and unwrap it from the paper.
I use it; I slice open my soft smooth skin.
Without a doubt I cut deeper and deeper.
I think of all the horrid things that have been said to me.
and the pain is numb.
The blood trickles beneath my skin.
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Tags:
Cut,
Cutt,
Knife,
Blood,
Blade,
Sadness,
DepressionVotes: 321257