i would like impute on my writings. i know i am an amateur. so please help, i am only 17 after all this was from my last suicide attempt 12/09/13
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so