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ExistenceTwigs scraping viciously at open wounds
Stabbing my flesh as I quickly sprint through
A forest so dark, and so cold, and so thick
My heart has been shattered, it’s making me sick
Ripped dirty clothing and blood in my eyes
No one is near to hear my fatal cries
Battling words while I’m battling fists...
How do you fight what just doesn’t exist?
When I'm GoneI don’t want you to remember me.
I don’t want you to think of me.
I don’t want you to hurt over me.
I don’t want you to dream of me.
I don’t want you to cry for me.
I don’t want you to miss me.
I don’t want you to love me.
I don’t want you
Magic WandDragons fly through poison skies, their whispers in the wind
Ladybugs in black sandcastles, scratches on your skin
Hopscotch over quicksand, and a castle made of dirt
Shining silver crowns and dancing 'round in spinning skirts
Bloody, ruined princesses locked up in towers tall
Watching as the prince quickly begins to fall
Slowly, as the innocence does take her darling life
Please do watch now, as the magic wand becomes a knife...
Black, White, and Red.You watched me melt into a dark surface.
Black paint upon the skies,
Stars sprinkled among the canvas.
Moonlight, shining from the corner of your eye.
Atramentous areas surround me.
Fog blankets the land,
Letters written to me in charcoal.
You’ve painted the world,
Bright lights shining in my face.
Bleached eyes, staring back at me.
A world so empty, so dull.
The silver blade sinks into my neck.
I’ve painted my skin,
Upon my doorstep.
Whispers dance among my
Fire burns bright,
Flames upon roses
And causing blisters along our skin.
Warmth melting into our souls.
A knife slices through my flesh,
As blood drips down my shoulders.
You’ve painted my world, black.
I’ve painted my skin, white.
And I've splattered the walls with red.
Love AgainHear my worries, fear my cries
Dread the whispered lullabies
Drown beneath the spinning skies
Feel the truth you can't deny
Taste the blood upon your tongue
Feel the poison fill your lungs
I am she who lies among
Those who know where things belong
Feel the weapons kiss your skin
Listen to the screeching wind
See my power, watch me win…
And never fall in love again…
CyberbulliesI know you, but you don't know me.
I know what I've heard, and I know what I've seen.
You're such a slut (at least that's how it'll seem)
I'll spit at you with hatred until you start to bleed.
I know where you've been and I know what you've done.
I know who you are... now let's have some fun.
"Did you hear about that girl?"
"Yeah. She's so disgusting."
I know you, and I know where to call.
I know you, but you don't know me at all.
I'll dial your number, and hey, it's ringing!
I can't wait to hear your cries singing.
"Slut." "Whore." "Freak." "Weirdo." "Loser."
Well, you're all mine now, so where do i start?
I know! I'll start at the back of your heart.
That guy that you like? Well, we'll pretend we're him.
What should we make him say? Oh, where to begin?
"You're so ugly." "Anorexic!" "Do you always look this bad?"
Next day at school, and you didn't show up.
The teacher comes in with a horrible look.
"She killed herself. Last ni
To some people.To some people, it’s called breathing.
To me, it’s called inhaling poison,
Which drenches my lungs and sinks into my bones
And melts into my mind.
To some people, it’s called anxiety.
To me, it’s called an unbearable shakiness in my soul
The nervousness preventing my from ever escaping
This disease in my heart.
To some people, it’s called living.
To me, it’s called never being able to run away.
Never being able to truly go, truly leave.
To me, it’s called being caught in a nightmare,
While struggling to dream.
Chasing a mystery with no solution.
Escaping your own sanity to reach more sanity,
Freeing yourself from your happiness to find more happiness.
To some people, it’s called life.
There’s no such thing.
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