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Dead Inside
Copyright, Samantha
A veiw into my eyes.
A reflection of my mind.
A world, so black and grey.
A past, that never goes away.
A memory that stays in my head.
Regretting that I'm lost not dead.
A grip that's starting to loose.
A hold that I'm starting to lose.
Flirting with a wound so deep.
The blood just seeps.
I cannot cry.
I cannot hide.
I'm out in the middle of a feild while the lightening strikes around me.
I'm talking in my sleep, telling the enemy all my secrets.
I am the enemy.
I am the only one that can bring me down.
I am the only one that can make my body die.
Because I'm already dead inside
Escape
Copyright, Jen
so delicate,
piercing through
ambitions,
severing hopes
and
splitting dreams.
the pain begins
to flow,
dripping down my arm,
fleeing my tired, worn body.
Darkness
Copyright, Inez
Sitting in the Darkness
Illuminated by the moon
There is a little girl
Who has grown up way too soon
Sitting in the darkness
Surrounded by her pain
There is a little girl
Who wants to start again
Sitting in the darkness
Filled with deep despair
There is a little girl
Who wishes she was unaware
Sitting in the darkness
Holding tightly to the picture
There is a little girl
Who wonders about her future
Sitting in the darkness
Surrounded by her fear
There is a little girl
Who can't even cry a tear
Sitting in the darkness
Knowing she's all alone
There is a little girl
Praying for a peaceful home
Sitting in the darkness
Afraid to go to bed
There is a little girl
Who wishes she was dead
Laying in the darkness
Buried deep into the ground
There is a little girl
Who's never going to be found
Untitled
Copyright, Lin
I woke up this morning
and picked up my knife
and a voice said to me
"forget about life,
forget about grieving,
forget about pain
forget about asking
for help once again
you're a phantom, a demon,
simply a dream,
and you are nothing
like what you seem
a fleeting memory
of the ones you don't know
a red, wilting rose
that never did grow
a silencing echo
that never did sound
and the thing never lost
that never was found
so take up that knife,
you know you must fall;
but it won't hurt cuz you
never existed at all"
i cut through fake skin;
spill the fake blood,
cry with fake eyes
a fake, tearless flood
a slit on the ankle
a slash on the wrist;
I'm just one more demon
that no one will miss
Untitled
Anonymous
The day begins
one more time
daylight
thinking about you
wondering how you are
wondering if you made it
through the night
wondering if
when we said
"I love you"
last night
it was our last.
I know you cry
crimson tears
my heart cries with you
everytime you do
I love you
more than my own life
I wonder
if the I love you's
we exchanged
last night
are the last ones
we'll ever share.