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Lonely Roof Tops

"Star light, star bright, will you finally grant my wish tonight?"

Sara stared out her window, chin cupped in long slender fingertips, her eyes glittered slightly from the moonlight. The light wind carressed her cheek, creating small shivers among her spine, the night time created a lonely feeling, slightly filled with despair. "Do you hear me?" She called out as loud as she dared for her parents were sleeping in the next room. A small tear trickled down her face, and she decided to let it run its path to drip on the floor.

"I'm all alone here..." She sighed, and got up to climb to the roof. she always had a rush doing this task, for it was one filled with a dangerous slope, and blindness. Put foot here. Grab there, swing yourself there. She repeated her little instructions to herself, not minding the darkness and how far she was from the ground. With little effort she made it to the rooftop, breathing heavily. Read more »

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Yesterday night

the blood slowly seeps out

making its own little route

the blade falls to the floor

then theres a knock on the door

"honey, are you alright?"

"yeah i just need a second, good night"

"ok... i love you" she knows.

"yeah i love you to" the blood slows

what a dissappointment it will be

when she see's

that i've added to the scars

that i chose to blind the stars

by cutting on my arms

"emo" they call it

deppression i call it

as i swipe the blade across my skin again

i dont even feel the pain

as the blood slowly seeps out.

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No-one

I'm not sure if this is good, but here it is:

No-one deserves to feel this kind of pain,
The kind that others’ can’t explain.
No-one deserves to be abused,
Or to forever fight the battles from their youth.
No-one deserves to inflict pain on themselves
Or to live in that secret hell
No-one deserves to be teased
Not everyone can ever be pleased.
No-one deserves to think that it’s too late
And that suicide is the only escape
No-one.

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Hang Tight

You enter through the main doors,
And hope that today, there will be no more.
You walk through the crowded halls,
And feel so incredibly small.
Fists get thrown in your face,
You feel so unwanted and displaced.
Insults are strewn left and right,
You don't know if you can keep up the fight

I've been there, I've went through that
Let me tell you a few facts
If you look past your doubts,
You'll see that you're beautiful inside and out.
Walking in shame in those halls, Read more »

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Triggers

You never know what it could be
People, places, too much to see
Memories locked up from the past
Make the feelings seem to last
Anger, sadness
Euphoria, gladness
Urges pop up from the blue
But guess what? That’s nothing new
You can pick up the blade or knife
Which will have a forever impact on your life
Or you could put the tools away
And start fresh today
In the end, it’s all your choice Read more »

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Dented Coins

Slowly, steady, breath in a breath.

Touch the coin, all rough with dents

Imagine where’s it’s been, every other print

The secrets it hears, ever lay, every skit.

 

Cut gently, palm the coin.

Feel the blood began to join, Read more »

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Fingers Opening and Closing

I held my breath staring at the sea-green skyline. I felt this odd sensation roll up from my toes to my fingertips, quite like a small, thin breeze. The darkness overlapped the sunset like a painting and I crossed my arms with impatience.

 

"When will he get here?" I mumbled to myself spreading my fingers in the strange ways I could, it was always a habit of mine. The doubt that he was even coming placed a thin blanket of distrust in my mind, I shivered and pulled my cotton sweater closer to myself.

 

The sky was wicked, crimson reds clashing with dark purples and blues; it reminded me of a carnival, so colorful.

 

"No!" I shrieked covering my eyes with my hands, I didn't want another one. Not another flashback!

 

The distant sounds of ringing bells toke over my ears, flashing lights as spinning carnival rides made me feel woozy. I was standing in a crowd, clasterphobia envaded my comfort zone, people kept touching me. I knew it was an accident but the arms touching arms, skin feeling skin, it made me want to vomit.

 

My new boyfriend Zack, he stood next to me laughing with one of his friends, a boy with long black hair that covered the eyes.

 

"Come on, Jane!"

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Walls of My Skin

These are some of the lies I tell myself when I self-harm

 

It’s just one cut, it doesn’t count

It’s just another scar to mount

On the walls upon my skin

That show the deep pain from within

 

Bruises and burns do not matter

It’s just a part of being battered

All on the walls upon my skin

Let the hell and pain begin

 

It looks like I haven’t bled enough

That doesn’t make this wound a cut

All on the walls upon my skin

Show where all my cuts have been

 

What’s the point of stopping with all these scars?

The amount is similar to that of stars

All on the walls upon my skin

I have a battle that I’m going to win

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Daily Dinners

I sit in the chair; feet pressed firmly into the ground

Shh, I mustn’t make a sound

Everyone sits around the table

And here am I, mentally unstable

The more you restrict, the more you crave

Hunger rushes through you in waves

I stare at the food that lies on the plate

My relationship with food consists of love and hate

A single minute on my lips

Means it’s forever on my hips

Condensation runs down the glass

Don’t you dare eat, fat ass

My food stares into my face

Gosh, I wish I was in another place

She asks, “Why won’t you eat some of that?”

I reply, “Mom, I’m afraid to get fat.”

 

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Sorry I Couldn't Stay

You're all alone, it's well past midnight
And as you lay here, nothing feels right
The house is silent, and the room is still
Your razor's on the table, sharp enough to kill
It's calling out to you, begging for blood
You try to avoid it, but it's as addictive as a drug
You can try to find a distraction, but you know that will never work
In the end you find yourself bleeding, and the pain seems to lurk
Now the house is no longer silent, and your room begins to shake
Your vision starts to get blurry, as the blood quickly escapes
You begin to feel weak, and you are unable to scream
Everything is so surreal, as if you're in a dream
Your eyelids become heavy, you begin to slip away
But not before you leave a note on the table, saying "Sorry I couldn't stay."

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