The monster in my head Tells me he wants me dead He makes me think so many bad things He makes me want to bleed I can`t help but do what he sais As I pick up the razor And take out the blade I run the blade over my skin And see the blood escape from within Over and over again Until the monster escapes my brain My mind is left at ease This escape is my disease I feel so free and light That's when I know everything is alright until he is unleashed again...
She's upset Bad day Heads for the dresser drawer to Drive her pain away Nothing good can come of this. She opens it there's nothing There is only left over tears Mom and dad had no right she screams As the anger runs down both of her cheeks. Then she closed her eyes Found relief in a knife The blood flows as she cries All alone the way she feels Left alone to deal with all the pain-drenched sorrow relief Bite the lip, just forget the bleeding By: Between these trees
So I cut last night Becasue my skin started to feel tight Because no one was there to save me There was no one to stop the blood fromn weeping No one to kiss my scars No one to pull me up from oblivion By:IamnotasaloneasIfeel123
long desires of cracked skin. she cakes make-up on her face and cuts on her arms. she has a smile that goes on for miles and an aching heart in her chest. she doesn't bleed for him, or her, or them. she bleeds for herself and all her sins. (k.l)
Emina1 posted a quote
September 23, 2014 11:05pm UTC
My best friend was crying on me today and she said " It would be better if I just disappeared" I told her this, and I'm going to tell you the same thing-- to anyone who is considering it, or has attemped suicide. This is for anyone who ever wonders, " What if I just wasn't here?" The world doesn't just go on because you're gone. People will be affected by you, whether you know it or not. What about you're family? Sure you may feel like they hate you at times, but I'm sure they'd be up everynight wondering what happened to their baby. They'd keep your door shut so that they could believe that just for a second you were in there not wanting to be disturbed. And everytime someone asked them how you're doing, they'd break down in tears. What about your girlfriend/boyfriend? How would they feel when you were gone? Who knows if they might do the same? And what about all the people who didn't even know you? You may be thinking that they wouldn't notice. I'm telling you that you're wrong. Last year, a guy name Spencer Tate killed himself. He went to my school- the grade below me. I didn't know him. Yet I felt crushed. I had never before heard the halls in my school so silent when we found out. A lot of people were crying. A lot. I ended up having to go to counsling every week because I couldn't deal with the pain from his death. It affected me so much that it made me want to live my life for him, because his was cut so short. I think about him everyday, and I didn't even know his face....What about your closest friend? I'm sure as all hell they'd miss you like crazy. They'd stay up for nights on end wondering why. Why didnt they do something. Why didn't they see? So please don't tell me that the world would be better off without you, or that you would just be better off dead. I'm telling you right now that even though you don't know it-- people do notice you. People do love you. People do want to help you. And there would be so many hurt by your death. I know it may hurt right now. Who knows? It might've even gotten to the point where you don't feel anything. You may be broken down right now, but I promise you that you are not beaten! You may have to fight a little harder, a little longer just to see that light at the end of the tunnel, but I promise you it's there. You may feel like you're falling through endless darkness afriad that no one will be there to catch you when you reach the end, but I promise you someone will. Please. Think about your worth. Every person has it. Every person deserves to live. I am here. I will help you if you need it. Please. You are important. You are worth it. You are stronger than this.
MY THROAT TIGHTENS FILLING UP WITH PAIN AND I WANT TO SCREAM BUT I CAN'T AND IT HURTS SO MUCH AND ALL I CAN DO IS THINK OF PICKING UP A BLADE SLASHING OVER AND OVER AGAIN WAITING FOR THE PAIN TO TEAR IT RIGHT OUT OF ME BUT THEN IT COMES BACK SO I SLASH AND SLASH DESPERATE FOR A RELEASE THAT I CAN'T REACH. I'M TRYING SO HARD TO SCREAM AND TO CRY BUT I CAN'T. there's something about the blood and that shiny piece of metal that grasps my full attention until finally it all stops. i feel numb. tired. finally. i feel nothing.
koky123 posted a quote
September 17, 2014 11:20pm UTC
To the girls and guys that stay up til' 3 a.m. To the girls and guys that cy from their wrists, not their eyes. To the girls and guys that believe they have no reason to wake up in the morning. To the girls and guys that would rather die than live another day. To the girls and guys whos stomachs growl but ignore it anyway. To the girls and guys who decide to put away the pills, gun or blade and live another day. <--- TO THE STRONG...