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
people see an outward aperance and think i’m inacent and pure but not once do they look to see the darkness hidden uderneath just because i can make myself
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
you said I was an angel yet i only see the demon you said i had beauty yet i only see ugliness within you said “beauty in the flesh”
i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve