tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53983085188015405782024-03-08T08:30:39.213-08:00-Never Forget-Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17192964818223905695noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398308518801540578.post-45554346278773883112013-04-22T23:19:00.001-07:002013-04-22T23:19:12.958-07:00This Feeling-This Feeling-<br />
I have this smile which misleads<br />
I have this smirk which is misunderstood<br />
I have a sadness in my eyes<br />
A sadness that is not seen by others<br />
A sadness no one sees<br />
This sadness I don't understand<br />
I have this feeling, this emotion'<br />
The feeling of emptiness<br />
This feeling of loneliness <br />
The emotions so mixed up inside<br />
The feeling of being all screwed up <br />
The feeling of wanting understanding<br />
Wanting just one person to truly care<br />
I have this temptation<br />
This temptation which is hard to ignore<br />
Wanting to just give in <br />
I have this wall built to high<br />
So high nobody can enter or move down<br />
Wanting someone, anyone to at least try<br />
I have this feeling..Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17192964818223905695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398308518801540578.post-1992615406807235542013-04-22T23:13:00.002-07:002013-04-22T23:13:56.248-07:00Double LIfe-Double Life-<br />
So I find myself laying here in my bed<br />
With a pen and paper in hand<br />
Listening to music trying to clear my head<br />
Trying to get my emotions out<br />
Hating how I feel inside and being so down<br />
Sick of hiding this frown<br />
Not having anyone who understands <br />
All these mix emotions I can't explain<br />
Wanting them all to go away<br />
Wanting to do nothing but place blame<br />
These feelings, these emotions I can't bare<br />
Wondering why they wont just disappear<br />
Always just leaving me with a blank stare<br />
From being sad, happy, angry<br />
Misunderstood by everyone around me<br />
Just wanting someone to be able to see<br />
That there is something wrong with me<br />
But all everyone does see is the "smile"<br />The smile which is perfect to misguide<br />
Everyone who encounters that's all they see<br />
Hell I'd even call myself a pro<br />
A pro of misleading everyone around me<br />
With not one person expecting anything<br />
If only they knew what I hold inside<br />
Its like I'm living a double life.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17192964818223905695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398308518801540578.post-68741967583534337192013-04-22T23:08:00.001-07:002013-04-22T23:08:05.189-07:00The Pain-The Pain-<br />
The pain I'm feeling is unbearable<br />
Uncomfortable and quezzy <br />
Sick to my stomach<br />
Depressed and confused<br />
Not knowing what had happened<br />
Only thinking the worse<br />
Not knowing the truth<br />
Only what I'm told by others<br />
Making myself sick<br />
Always thinking about it<br />
Constantly on my mind<br />
Knowing I will never know the truth<br />
Dazed and confused<br />
Mixed feelings inside<br />
Wanting the answers<br />
This pain unwanted<br />
Being so stressed<br />
Feeling nothing but pain!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17192964818223905695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398308518801540578.post-29267078237503041772013-04-22T23:00:00.000-07:002013-05-15T23:43:08.448-07:00How could you-How could you-<br />
How could you?<br />
Break my heart so easily in just a second<br />
You said you loved me<br />
But one drunken night changed it all<br />
You had forgotten it all<br />
Our love, our past, our dreams, our everything<br />
Just for a night of fun<br />
Everyone had reminded you of me <br />
Still you didn't care<br />
So you give me such a pain I can hardly bare<br />
Now you say your sorry<br />
And how you still love me, that you messed up<br />
Well I'm sorry is just a word, its action that I look for<br />
Still no actions, makes me question<br />
Is what we had just a fling<br />
Or just love that I only felt<br />
It hurts I admit<br />
I'm just not ready to quit<br />
All I want to know <br />
How could you?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17192964818223905695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398308518801540578.post-88845545766254435022013-04-22T22:56:00.002-07:002013-04-22T22:56:37.269-07:00Cry-Cry-<br />
Sitting here in the dark<br />
Radio playing sad country songs<br />
Thinking about everything that had happened<br />
How life couldn't get any worse<br />
Hoping tomorrow brings goodness<br />
Avoiding all badness in life<br />
Crying to the past<br />
Wanting things to go back<br />
Wishing history would be tomorrow<br />
Come back and things would be good<br />
Considering options good and bad<br />
How everything in life makes me sadAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17192964818223905695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398308518801540578.post-10878020751037724702013-04-22T22:53:00.000-07:002013-04-22T22:53:41.490-07:00Hurt-Hurt-<br />
Sitting here at night<br />
Thinking about what has happened<br />
Hoping that everything would come back to me<br />
Just praying that I could remember<br />
Just one little memory would be good<br />
Close my eyes and thinking hard<br />
Being all confused and mixed up<br />
Wishing I hadn't blacked out<br />
Only remembering bits and pieces<br />
Feeling hurt and sick because I don't remember<br />
Thinking about the worse<br />
Just wanting to confront him<br />
Asking what had went on<br />
Hurting inside being confused<br />
Wanting answers but get none<br />
Nothing else to do but to hurt!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17192964818223905695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398308518801540578.post-85677772417950169072013-04-22T22:49:00.001-07:002013-04-22T22:49:20.408-07:00Change of Heart-Change of Heart-<br />
Kissed by love, stung by pain<br />
I promised myself never again<br />
I'd give it up for good, be lonely all my life<br />
Never be a mother, never be a wife<br />
But you changed my mind<br />
After I had promised myself a million times<br />
So let me ask you now<br />
You changed the biggest part of me, how?<br />
Made me remember the kiss forget the pain<br />
Made me feel a love so utterly impossible to sustain<br />
More than words can describe, more than I can show<br />
You changed my life forever and I just wanted you to knowAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17192964818223905695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398308518801540578.post-56474752638251701872013-04-22T22:44:00.001-07:002013-04-22T22:44:31.060-07:00I miss You-I miss You-<br />
I miss the way you were so mean<br />
I miss the different hair colors<br />
I miss the way you would act<br />
The way you would need a smoke<br />
The emptiness of our voices on the phone<br />
The guitar playing with your music<br />
The way you would sing<br />
How you would deny it<br />
The long conversations outside<br />
The ones that lasted hours<br />
I miss being alone with you<br />
The way you would be so flirty<br />
And be so cute when nobody was watching<br />
I miss ho much bigger your hands were to mine<br />
The way you looked so fine<br />
The smile when you got your way<br />
The way you were so stingy<br />
I miss you acting tough and strong<br />
How you thought you were never wrong<br />
The way your hand always found mine<br />
There are so many things I miss about you<br />
But mostly and plain fully said<br />
I just miss you!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17192964818223905695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398308518801540578.post-47403388532667767962013-04-22T22:39:00.000-07:002013-04-22T22:39:05.186-07:00Thank you, my Hero-Thank you, my Hero-<br />
I lay here in my bed<br />
Thinking in my head<br />
Wishing I wouldn't of done<br />
Or wished that I was gone<br />
A bottle on the floor<br />
With a note taped to the door<br />
Now feeling numb<br />
Thinking how could I have been so dumb<br />
What did I just do<br />
With my face feeling blue<br />
Hoping now that I would live<br />
Wanting and wishing for someone to come in<br />
There she was my little saint<br />
Saying I looked faint<br />
She leaned over<br />
Giving me a kiss on the cheek <br />
Now only if I could speak<br />
Next day I'm sick<br />
But happy as ever<br />
Knowing now I only have a fever<br />
To thank the one<br />
Who saved my life<br />
Who I once called Bratann<br />
My angel, my saint, my hero<br />
BryannAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17192964818223905695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398308518801540578.post-29584358715523578232013-04-22T22:32:00.001-07:002013-04-22T22:32:30.049-07:00Drawing a Picture-Drawing a Picture-<br />
I will draw a picture <br />
It will be pretty and red<br />
I won't use a pencil<br />
I'll use my razor and wrist instead<br />
I draw it deep<br />
It's the only thing that helps my pain<br />
I go just a little deeper<br />
It helps me stay sane<br />
I feel by body fading away<br />
But my spirit will forever stay<br />
I will draw a picture<br />
A picture with a twist<br />
I will draw it with a razor <br />
I will draw it on my wrist<br />
If I draw it correctly a fountain will appear<br />
Draining all my sorrow<br />
Draining all my fearAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17192964818223905695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398308518801540578.post-37816416675448271382013-04-22T22:26:00.002-07:002013-04-22T22:26:43.297-07:00-Suicide is a drug--Suicide is a Drug-<br />
You start cutting thinking it'll be alright<br />
When your dead there's no more living in fright<br />
But what happens when you don't succeed, when you don't die?<br />
With everyone knowing what you did how will you get by?<br />
If you've done it once you'll do it again<br />
Trust me I've been round every curve, every bend<br />
I started to cut when my friends died<br />
Not naturally, but committed suicide<br />
When I do take a knife and I slice my own skin<br />
Its depressing but it sometimes help the situation I'm in <br />
When your lonely and the whole road is layered with slabs of pain<br />
Your only thought " To stab yourself again" <br />
Now cutting isn't the only way to die<br />
There's other ways, I know because I try<br />
What about a thick rope and wrapping it around your neck?<br />
The only problem about that is, I can't stop all the reflex<br />
Of course there's getting a gun, but where do I get it from?<br />
Its as hard as finding the perfect dress<br />
But what if I did get one? would I shoot the bullet and become..dead?<br />
It would shoot out all the worries that quickly pace through my head<br />
An overdose of drugs that's easy to do<br />
It said to only take a few pain killers, but I took 122<br />
And I would have to sit on the floor cause<br />
When I stood, I fell down, I wasn't stable<br />
When I wake up, I'll be lying in a bed in a hospital<br />
Or maybe how about electrocuting yourself in the bath<br />
Drop a toaster in there while your on the warpath?<br />
And in a split second you will be alive no more<br />
You'll just be a body left dead like the washed up whales on the seashore<br />
There's one problem with all the above<br />
Its that they affect the people you love<br />
Wouldn't you hate it if somebody you loved had to die?<br />
Think how you would feel, there's a reason why die rhymes with cry <br />
Whether you are slitting your wrists<br />
Or beating yourself up with your own fists<br />
Don't get started and if you have..try to stop<br />
For everybody's sake get rid of the pills so there's no more to pop<br />
Next time you see someone who looks so glad<br />
Remember that really it might be a mask, they might actually be sad<br />
So stride up to them and hope that some day <br />
Someone will do the same to you and give them a hug<br />
Because remember if they start self harm they won't be able to stop...Suicide is a drug!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17192964818223905695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398308518801540578.post-633240671625319892013-04-22T22:10:00.004-07:002013-04-22T22:10:49.540-07:00-Never Forget--Never Forget-<br />
Tears<br />
Pain and Crying<br />
Lingering still are thoughts of dying<br />
Alone<br />
Sadness and depression<br />
Another one of lifes hard lessons<br />
Hate<br />
Rage and fury<br />
The life I live has become to blurry<br />
On my bed...now I lay<br />
But not to my dismay<br />
For the cut that was cut<br />
Has pierced the skin to deep<br />
My body is motionless <br />
I am to weak<br />
My world is spinning<br />
And your name I cry out<br />
I guess you can't hear me<br />
For I am not ready to go<br />
I have friends, family<br />
And I know they'll miss me so<br />
God please, I am begging you<br />
Just do me one more favor...<br />
Let me live<br />
And I'll try and stop my destructive behavior<br />
I'm telling you, I'm not ready to die<br />
There's to much going for me<br />
I haven't even met the perfect guy<br />
But if in the end of this, I do die<br />
I have one last wish<br />
Let everyone know my love for them flows deep<br />
And that I will never forget.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17192964818223905695noreply@blogger.com0