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I Can't Do ThisThey don't understand.
How can I explain to her?
I feel like I can barely talk.
They just don't understand.
She made me feel bad.
I was going to tell her everything.
But now I can't.
She said to be open.
How can I when I feel like she just going to stress me out more?
How can I?
She just doesn't understand.
She says I'll fail.
Why did she do that?
She said I have to get my priorities straight.
I have no social life. I don't drink, smoke etc and study more or less all the time,
She says she wasn't having a go.
But she was only saying her side.
She asked what I said to my counselor.
I'd said about being stressed because of college work.
She didn't even give me a chance to start about the breakdowns.
The friendship matters. The relapsing.
Oh and the strong suicidal thoughts...
My DearMy Dear, the last year was a blessing.
It keeps my days warm in this cold place.
I worry that my young brother is resting,
I'm sickened by his ghostly and misplaced face.
My love, I miss you dearly.
And the children also do.
The end doesn't seem so clearly.
Just a helpless woman with nothing to do.
My Dear, you shouldn't fret,
But I know you will no matter what.
Think of the times like when we first met.
A better time from this place of rot.
My love, times are bad.
I pray to keep you safe and well.
My life is so deeply sad.
This world is full of hell.
I lost a friend today, my dear.
He fumbled for his mask; choking on the gas...
I found my deepest fear.
I beg you not to ask.
My love, I haven't hear from you in awhile.
I'm sorry for your loss. You must be strong.
Would you believe out newborn is now a c
Just Lie To MeTell me that love is over rated.
That it isn't want it is made out to be.
That it is painful and hurtful.
Tell me that love isn't what I want.
Tell me that I shouldn't fixate on this dream.
That a relationship will suddenly fix my imperfections.
It won't fill the void that depression has caused.
It won't give me the courage do things.
It won't heal the scars I've caused.
Tell me love isn't want I need.
Tell me I'm selfish for wanting it,
Selfish for want to make a person love a girl who wants to be dead.
Tell me I shouldn't fall in love.
Tell me I'm not hurting anyone that way.
Tell me that there is no one that could ever match the man, the person who saves me in my dreams.
I thought I'd given up on love,
But I keep missing that romance that has never, and never will be there...
I'm missing that life I need...
A Horror StoryThis is a horror story,
Being told again.
It never stops...
It never ends...
The girl heard about the boy who had died on the news.
The rumours she heard of his mysterious death couldn't be true?
He was covered in bruises and scratches.
No one could believe he had died.
The girl was scared.
She wore her own bruises and scars.
She'd been running from the monsters for as long as she could.
Fighting them with all she could.
The monsters like the pain.
It kept them calm and happy.
She used it all she could.
But she still would cry.
Trapped in a nightmare with no escape.
No one to scream "Don't do it."
And that night as she was in her room.
The monsters crept in the darkness.
With her scars and bruises showing.
She faced the monsters for the final time.
But the monsters are quick.
There was no scream.
Just a thud.
This a horror story I'm telling you.
The horrific thing is that it's true.
Decide...All I see is black and white,
My eyes bleed tears.
I am no beautiful sight,
Branded with scars of my fears.
An ugly rejected mess.
Punished for a forgotten crime.
Forced to live in pain for all of her time.
Burdened with blueprints to escape.
A puzzled and confusing plan.
But she hasn't made up her mind.
Does she want to die or survive?
Crown of ThornsShe wakes up with red staining her pillow
and the taste of blood like iron in her mouth
It stains her teeth and leaks from her lips, and as she
rinses her mouth out, she can’t help thinking that
it’s better than dirt and ashes
it feels like she’s wearing a noose
of broken promises and shattered glass
that tightens around her throat with every day that passes
She nails a smile to her face
and doesn't let herself think the word dying
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