How can we be friends again when I know the way your lips taste? When i still feel your hands incase in my own Im haunted by our memories We're not l...Read more

Blood drips down from my wrist Staining the once white roses red Red, everything is red The urge so prominent The need for self-inflicted pain grows w...Read more

My life is like trying to breathe while a pair of strong hands are enclosed around my throat forcing me underwater as I stare into their cold dark eye...Read more

I stare at my undug grave, waiting to be put to rest, waiting for the day flowers adorn my headstone, for the people who were never there for me to p...Read more

The blade calls my name in the dead of night. The scares stare me as I shead my clothes. A permanent reminder of the Struggles I've faced and failed t...Read more

I look to my left, darkness, to my right, dispare. I'm stuck in this void I'm forced to call my home. I try to claw my way out until my fingers are co...Read more

Your cold hands rip apart the love you said I'd always have. You rip out my already broken heart and stomp on it until it's just shards of what it use...Read more

You saved me from the cold dark just to shove me in a darker place. You lifted me out of a hole just to put me in a deeper one. You brought a smile t...Read more

I'd rather drown in a single book to get lost than to drown in a sea of people that blends in. Maybe it's just the thought of books and how they spe...Read more

“I’m Fine,” “Im’ Great,” “I’m Okay” I stand in front of you with a stab wound but I insist I’m fine, If you offer help, I'll just decline. But deep...Read more

In the dead of night, I hear the silence scream, Echoes of a past where I once dreamed. Waking up to another day, But it all just feels the same. ...Read more

The surrounding world fades to black, As I'm being stabbed in the back. Their shadows flee as the lights dim, A pair of wicked hands, tearing me ap...Read more

The burden of trauma is like the weight of the world on my shoulders, It keeps piling on like a mound of boulders. The stress tears away at my soul,...Read more

A river of blood flows down my arm, The sweet pain setting off like an alarm. The guilt tugs at my heart, Self-control falling apart. Looking into...Read more

I stare into the shattered mirror and see a fragile little girl, Who’s been beaten and crushed by the world. A once vibrant playground, now rusted a...Read more

“Blood is thicker than water,” they claim, But water never set my heart aflame. They say blood is thicker than water, but my heart knows otherwise...Read more

𝙄'𝙢 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝘽𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩, 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝘿𝙖...Read more