Some I wrote and some I didn't, I will give credit if you would like to send one it. I will appreciate it.
She can paint a pretty picture,
But this story has a twist,
The paintbrush is a razor,
And the canvas is her wrist.
- Anonymous
Lift your sleeves,
look my way,
Your bruises will leave,
but your scars will stay,
Now my darling,
you'll be okay,
Just stay with me,
and you'll be safe,
I know you would like to end it all,
But I took away your blades,
With me they'll stay,
Just stay in my warm embrace,
and the demons will go away,
Now my darling,
you'll be okay,
Just stay with me,
and you'll be safe.
- Me
Help me,
I'm falling,
Your the only one there,
Can you hear me calling,
It's my silent pleads,
I dont know how to escape,
Swallowed up in a world of misery,
Facing the nightmare,
The monster,
Will you help me,
Even If I couldn't cry it out,
Even if I can't find a way to ask for your hand.
- Me
At school,
It's like a facade,
A mask,
It smiles and lies,
It covers my scars and brightens my eyes.
- Me
Were not afraid of the darkness,
We're afraid of what it's hiding,
We're afraid of what we cannot see,
We cannot understand,
what we can't see,
We can't understand death,
Because we cannot see it,
We cannot see death,
It's a mental thing,
To have someone that was there,
Then suddenly disappear,
We blind ourselves from the possibility,
We cannot grasp the idea,
Of the loss,
Without much thought.
- The author to 'Stupid Blue Haired Boy(?) But I slightly changed it because It wasn't originally a poem.
We're not afraid of the night itself,
We're afraid of its ability to conceal.
- Me
Your mouth is like razor blades,
Leaving numbness and sensational pain,
Work your magic and slash away,
I won't feel a difference anyways.
- Me
I'm the girl,
Who has scars,
Who always lies,
You never seen her,
Through my smiling disguise.
-Anonymous
Now how many days in a year,
She woke up with hope,
But she only found tears,
And I can be so insincere,
Making her promises never for real
-Four Year Strong(not originally)
We should never be afraid,
to die,
We never make it outlive ,
So why even try,
Reality hurts,
Reality sucks,
Reality might take you by the hand,
So you a new way,
A new outlook,
Reality might throw you down,
Some where dark and deep,
The only way you can go is up,
So get off your knees,
Never be afraid to die,
You never make it out alive,
So why even try?
-Me. What does this poem mean? Like seriously.....
The ones I wrote are all really stupid, but this one just doesn't make sense and well SUCKS!
