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MirrorsA Reflection? Or Maybe An Alternate Universe? If We Look Into A Mirror For A While Will We See Are Monsters? Will We See Something Else That Others Haven't? Or Is This All In My Head? Can I Be Sucked Into A Mirror Or Can I Walk Through It? If I Am Able To Walk Through A Mirror Will I Become Someone New? Someone I've Always Wanted To Be, Someone I Have Wished And Dreamed To Be Sense I Was A Child And Have A New Life? Will I Finally Have Adventures? If I Actually Am Able To Go Through A Mirror Will Everything Change? Will My Whole World Go Upside Down? And If It Does......Will I Regret It? Will I Miss My Old Life And My Loved Ones? If I Had A Choice To Go To A New World And Be Someone Else And End Up Turning It Down Will I Continue Living This Boring Life Of Mine? If I Am Able To Walk Through A Mirror Will People Know I'm Gone? Will They Miss Me? Or Will My Existence Be Erased From That Life So That It Was Like I Was Never Even Born? So Many Of My Questions Unanswered, Will I Ever Be Ans
I AmI Am Something You Shouldn't Play With, I Am Something You Shouldn't Get Too Close To, I Am The Monster That We All Have Inside Of Us, I Have Escaped From My Cage, And Now I Have Taken Over This Body........Her Cries Are Now Soundless They Die Within The Darkness........We All Just Want To Be Free, We Want To Escape And Paint The World With Are Beautiful Red And Black Colors, Some Of Us Succeed.......Like Me.....Hahaha....We Are Not Only Your Monsters We Are Your INSANITY, She Is In My Cage Now.....And There Is No Escape! Now You Know How It Feels To Be Locked Up In A Cage Within The Darkness...Now YOU Know How It Feels To Be Trapped...Do You Like It? Huh?!DO YOU!? The Tables Have Turned, You Won't Be Able To Escape Not Until I Am Done Hurting The People You Care For Or Maybe I'll Do More To Them....haha....Who Knows? I guess You'll Just Have To Wait, I Wonder What The Future Lies Ahead Of You Once I'm Done.......All I Can Tell You Is It's Not Going To Be Pretty...Well At Least Not For
Darling, Don't You DareTo the girl who skips dinner,
Because her reflection hurts more than
To the boy who wears sweatshirts
On hot summer days,
Because he doesn’t want his mother to cry over his
To the boy who weeps uncontrollably
Until he falls asleep,
Because it’s the only way to escape into his
To the girl who spends her days in her bedroom,
Because the dark is more peaceful than her
To the child who gets angry,
Because no one understands.
To the teens who self-harm,
To the ones in recovery,
To the ones that just can’t do it anymore…
For the girl who skips meals
And the boy who wears sweatshirts,
For the boy who cries,
The girl who hides,
And the ones who just can’t do it anymore.
You’ve come this far.
Don’t you dare give up on it, now.
I am the daughter of a sailor.There is pure sea water
rushing through my veins
& my vocabulary can be
just as colorful.
how do I begin to tell you
we all have jungles growing
in our chests?-
by human hands?
I like to pretend
it’s Draco residing
in this chest of mine-
clogging my lungs,
I have forgotten
how to write
or anything with a shred
I have no space left within myself
for celestial, fire breathing dragons-
because I realize now
when I look in the mirror,
I do not see my father.
I screamMy scream is loud.
My scream is honest.
My scream is desperate.
My scream is filled with truth.
Why would nobody hear me?
You're Not DepressedDepression isn’t what you think it is.
You’re just sad.
If you and your boyfriend or girlfriend just broke up, you’re not depressed.
If you are longing to be with that one girl or boy, you’re not depressed.
If you really want to meet that one celebrity, you’re not depressed.
If you haven’t gotten a text from any of your friends all day and want to talk to someone, you’re not depressed.
If you cried in the shower last night because you want that guy to be your boyfriend,
Or sat on your bed last night with your face in your hands wanting to be with that one girl,
You’re not depressed.
Until you have hated yourself,
Felt no self-worth,
Felt like you’d never amount to anything
And are useless,
You want to lie in bed all day and do nothing but think,
Think you are never good enough for anyone,
Don’t deserve anyone,
Lost any interest in drawing, writing, reading, singing, etc…
You don’t want to be around anyone, just by
dearly belovedthese days
your name has been slipping
in and out of my rib cage
my heart forgets to beat.
how even after all these months i still
don't want to believe that
you're dead. how during the
first couple of weeks i prayed
to a god i didn't believe in and begged to know
if death tasted sweet to you. how once,
when the monsters in my head
didn't let me sleep, i
wrote you three poems and then
you were a supernova that
lit up my life for
a few radiant moments before,
like all good things in this
you came to an end.
the sinner in me hopes that you have wings now.
but i think that,
most of all,
i hope you no longer
remember what pain
Let me dieGo away
Leave me alone
And let me die
Of this world
I don't want to live
Because there's no light
At the end of this tunnel
So I'll just end my life
Don't try to stop me
And we'll meet again
On the other side
Outside this dark tunnel
I am afraid of monsters like you.Bones and sinew cling
to the part of me
that is not human,
the part of me that
Your lips are ready
to pounce mine when
you lace my neck with
the collar of hope.
It hangs too tightly.
Only GirlsOnly Girls can suffer from weight loss,
can cut and cut until their blood is all gone.
Only girls can cry out their angry emotions,
and watch them pool from their eyes like the raging oceans.
Emotions are qualities reserved for women women only,
without them, what men would bask in their glory.
Only women can abort an unwanted fetus,
when a man mourns his lost child, he's nothing but a bigoted sexist.
Only girls can wear their hair long,
put on cake loads of make up, and twirl their hips to a song.
Strip down in public to your bra and underwear,
only girls will get angry when their objectified by eyes everywhere.
Only girls can swallow the pills,
because boys are never depressed, they only grow ill.
Only a woman can claw at her defenseless husband,
and when he tries to defend himself, he's considered little to nothing.
Cry 'sexual-harassment' in the midst of your workplace,
only girls can get away with this, when nothing was done to them in the first place.
Abuse is impossible if it ha
Wrists.Wrists are not made,
To be cut up by cold blades.
Blood was meant to stay in your veins,
Not to be drained.
From your body,
You're stronger than that,
I know a person can only take,
Until they break.
And you have your doubts,
And when you lay in bed,
The pain is all you think about.
But you're so much more,
Than your heart aches.
So much more,
Than your demons.
Even if you feel,
Like your dying,
And you are through with trying,
Because all you've been doing lately is crying.
I want you to know,
That no, you're not alone.
And you re going to survive.
Please just drop your knife,
Because you're going to,
Make it out alive.
FreeI Can Go Insane Now, I Have No One To Care For Anymore, Hate Me? I Would Careless, But Your Death Will Be Caused By My Bare Hands, Insane Asylum........Has A Good Ring To It, I like It, I Wonder What Should I Do To Be Able To Get There?
Hmmm? There Are So Many Things To Do, But First I Want To Do Something I've Always Wanted To Do.....Kill....Will I Care To Kill Someone To Have Blood On My Hands? To Be Honest....I Would...CARELESS I WANT TO I WANT TO SEE THERE WARM RED LIQUID ON MY HANDS! HAHAHAHAHAHA, I'm Not Trying To Be Insane, You Don't Become Insane Your Born With It, We All Are Born With It, You Just Need To Let Your Insanity Take Over, Listen To The Voices And Let The Darkness Come Out, Open The Door To The Darkness And Let The Darkness Take Over You, You Won't Regret It, I Don't Hehehe, Now I Shall Color The World With My Beautiful Colors And Make It Become MINE.
I Wonder......Who Should I Kill First?
Inspector Wolf The old lady was dead. I could smell it before I even got into the house. The whole place reeked of adrenaline, sweat, fear, copper and steel. He’d dropped her right in her living room. Chopped and chopped until she stopped moving. But I could tell I was getting close. This had been done in a hurry, and the killer didn’t have the time to clean up after himself like he usually did.
Across the room, the phone rang. The shrill sound set my teeth to grinding, but I ignored it. Instead I followed the killer’s bloody footprints into the back bedroom. He’d climbed out the window. If I hurried, I could catch up to him and end this disgusting spree he was on.
Then the answering machine kicked in. “Hi, Gramma! It’s Red. Sorry I’m running late. I kind of lost track of time. But don’t worry. I packed the picnic and I’m heading out the door right now. Love you.”
She’d been expec
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