fallenangel33

I’m tired of being a mistake.

This helped me, just take the time to watch it.

Email:kenzie.fallenangel33@gmail.com feel free to email me because I will listen and try to help. I promise. No judgement here.

I feel like slitting every visible area of skin open just to watch the blood pour out and hope that I bleed out. Leave everyone with a better life. Get out of this place, I just…I can’t.

So tomorrow is my 16th , and I think it’s the perfect time to start the beginning of my end. I will stop eating for the most part, it’s already pretty no eating but I will cut when I need to, I will drink or do whatever I must do to numb the pain until one day I won’t have to be here, I hope that day is soon.

I reach out for help
Everyone leaves
My mind is a blurr
Repressed memories

Where is my heart
All my emotion
Where is my drive
My love and devotion

“A drop in the ocean
A change in the weather

Tonight I stayed home. By myself. I cry in the far corner of my room. I can’t take this anymore, hey, it IS the day of the dead. Why not celebrate on my wrists and legs and any other part? And for my big finale I’ll join everyone else six feet under.

I’m my own worst enemy. I don’t wanna be myself no more, I wanna be somebody else.

She is just a girl

Degrading herself for a simple compliment
Trying to boost her confidence and self esteem
But all it does is lower

She is just a soul
Craving love and affection
But all she knows is
Rejection and abandonment
She only wants to belong

She is just a cutter
Some emo girl in the back of the class
Carving her thoughts into her skin
Trying to cope

She is only […]

I’m gonna be honest. I’m slowly falling apart but seems like I’m falling ever so quickly off of a never ending cliff. But I know it ends because soon I will hit the bottom. I can’t feel my body or succeed in anything I do. I’m a failure. I wrote a poem to maybe help you understand…

My friend Ana.

My friend Ana said I don’t need food
I’m gaining too much weight
She said sleep is for the worthy
So I wake early and go to bed late

My friend Ana said I’m too fat
Too fat for anyone to love me
She said to stop […]

You don’t need to tell me I’m not worthless or a failure, I already know the truth that I am. You don’t have to pretend to like me, I don’t like me either

I won’t even miss me

What’s the point anymore? I’ve cried every night nonstop for the past week. My family think I’m a failure. So what the hell?
Maybe I should just fucking quit.

There’s nobody to say goodbye too….and I don’t think this is a temporary problem.

And Chloe and I watched as they drove away. A Girl and her dog. A feeling commonly felt in our hearts and a feeling shared between us. The feeling of goodbye. This feeling has no favorites from race, gender or species. But Chloe differed from me, unlike myself, she was brave enough to cry.

My mistakes have defined me. I’ve made mistakes because I have no respect for myself. I only have one question…

Would you know my name…if I saw you in heaven?