Go to sleep and close your eyes,
and dream of broken butterflies,
that tore there wings against a thorn,
you know the pain that they have bourne.
Sliver metal shine so bright,
scarlet blood that feels so right,
dream of blood trickling down,
and wake up before you drown.
The moonlight shining off your tears,
as you bleed out your worst fears,
so tonight when you start to cry ,
whisper the cutters lullaby:
Hushabye baby , your almost dead,
you don’t have a pulse and your pillow is red,
I’m sorry, mom
I’m sorry, dad
I’m sorry, friends
I’m sorry, Family
I’m sorry, body
I’m sorry, mind
I’m sorry, teachers
I’m sorry, voice
I have failed all of you at one point… or every day.
Mom: I’m sorry I am not like my brother, I’m not made of gold and jewels. I am not skinny, smart, good looking, or good at anything. I am sorry I am failing school, I am sorry you are embarrassed to call me your daughter. I am sorry that you are ashamed to be in public with me because I am not thin like all the other girls. I am sorry I don’t do make-up and my hair, […]
Broken
You say you’re broken,
Unloved and unwanted.
You can’t be fixed,
And you are haunted.
What people say,
That is what cuts.
The words throw you off,
And you get stuck in the ruts.
Many say “I care”,
But few are sincere.
When you are broken,
U notice no one is here.
You wish yourself away,
Ready to give it a try.
U think u can’t stay,
That you need to die.
I reach out to you,
Saying sweet things,
I want to fix you,
I say that it stings.
I cut for others,
To get them to stop.
I am still clean,
Three years at top.
When I see someone unhappy,
It gives my heart great pain.
I want them to be happy,
And to smile again.
I will not stop,
I am […]
My last post suddenly blew up with pointless raging that came out of nowhere, so hopefully this doesn’t happen again here.
Anyway, I was laying here thinking about before when my priest told me that life is a gift after I asked why I would be doomed to hell if I killed myself…and I got to thinking, life is a gift, but if a gift is given to you and it breaks, and no matter how many times you try to fix it, it stays broken. You wouldn’t expect the person to hold on to something so useless would you?
I’ve been thinking about you a lot recently, and I don’t know if there’s ever going to be a time where there mere sight of your name doesn’t make my stomach flutter.
I miss you.
I’d do anything to talk to you one more time. I think you’d be proud.
Did you really mean it when you said we were meant for each other?
Everything I do is because of you.
Saudade (Portuguese): The feeling of longing for someone that you love and is lost. Another linguist describes it as a “vague and constant desire for something that does not and probably cannot exist.”
It’s interesting that saudade accommodates in one word the haunting […]
Well…, I’m not on as much anymore because my laptop isn’t working when I want it to and the computer we have is broken. Anyway, I have been writing a lot of poetry and been working on the story I was planning to write. It hasn’t been turning out that great so I stopped writing it and so now I’m working on something else.
After 10 long months of being told what to be.
After being left stranded by people I thought understood me.
After 10 long years of being broken,
After being made fun of.
Can I decide what goes on for once?
Can I have empathy, instead of sympathy?
Can I be perceived, instead of overlooked?
Can I be loved, instead of hated?
Can I tear up my past, like a rough draft, and throw it away?
Can I start over? Will things even change?
Can I just end my life? You would all be better off that way…
Everyone getting under my skin, pushing me down.
For the past couple days, things were going so great, but now I just want to drown.
The tears stream down my face,
Why am I such a disgrace?
My whole world filled with so much hate,
Now I know this is my fate.
Everyone getting under my skin, telling me what to do.
They’re inflicting so much pain, but it’s what I’m used to.
Memories that can’t be replaced,
All my efforts gone to waste.
My whole world filled with so much hate,
Now I just need to escape.
Everyone getting under my skin, telling me what to say.
They tell me I’ll never do it, that I need […]
i tired of trying to make things work when you dont even try anymore.
ill iv done is cry
go to sleep sad
and wake up the same way
iv givin up
im tired
youv only left me with a broken heart and i dont see why im with you still.
I was born in broken home. My father was an alcoholic. He is clearly a psychopath without having any sense of empathy. While being alcoholic he tried to kill my mother. She born me sometime around that. She compensated her broken marriage with me, she got me emotionally overattached. She made me sexually uncomfortable by talking about sex. She severely abused me.  Once a week she was crying, screaming, shouting at everyone. She was coming to me and saying things I couldn’t even remember. She made me cry and she didn’t stop there, she just kept going and going. She was screaming she was going to […]
I ask myself this question more often then others.
Why am I fucked up like this?
Why did I change from the old me?
Why do I hate myself?
I can’t answer all those questions maybe not even one, but I do know that
I feel this way and I think this is how others view me because this is how I see myself.
The girl who fucks up, the broken one.
I’m not a person I’m an element of the universe.
I just so happened to be picked to live the life I lived cause I know nobody could live it as bad as I do.
I ask myself ‘Why’ because I know […]
A locked door, a rusty razor, a towel stained in red.
A folded note, a broken mirror, and a young girl lays there dead.
Their emotions tangle, the room begins to swirl she was mommy’s little angel
and daddy’a little girl
Tell me, did it hurt even a little, when you looked into my eyes and saw all the broken pieces?
I’m 34 and my love life can summed up easily; always the friend, never the boyfriend. I have never been a woman’s boyfriend. After a few dates I end up just their friend, or friend with benefits. Yes, in the end I was being used, but I was content with this, content with being unlovable. I was fine on my own.Â
Then it happened, a woman wanted me as a boyfriend! After a couple months in this relationship I had to make a choice, to fall in love or not to fall in love. She kept moving the relationship forward, she seemed into me. So I […]
My name is Justin Smith. I live in Lexington, KY. I am 26. Talking with everyone here has been truly uplifting. You are all so awesome in your each and individual ways. I had the privilege getting to know a few of you and got to share thoughts with a lot of you. Thank you for that. I am at piece with this. Not all situations can be fixed, nor are all situations worth holding onto after broken. My life is broken. My heart is broken. I would not say my mind is broken, but my spirit is broken and my will is broken. There […]
I’m tired of people lying
I’m tired of people hurting me
I’m tired of getting caught in this mess
I’m tired of crying
I’m tired of being broken
I’m tired of people breaking me
I’m tired of people saying hurtful things
I’m tired of living
numb
is how i feel
broken
is what i am
pained
is how i am
lonely
is what i feel
LetItGo
is who i am
a blinking cursor
a crying girl
a flickering screen
a dying heart
a white screen
a black background
a red blade
a clear tear
a silent cry
a loud scream
a hurt yell
a broken howl
a thinking mind
a scaring monster
a running person
a loving soul
a pale face
a pink cut
a blue wall
a dark spot
a violent whisper
a quiet scream
a hopeless word
a panicked voice
I thought I once knew who or what you are. I am not stupid; I can see the wondrous universe and all of its beautiful order and structure and I know this did not happen by chance. But all I know of you now is the pain you think I and others need. I awaken every day with my addictions to something better and my burning desire to leave my broken body and relieve the searing burn of my broken spirit. I am through begging a higher power for delivery. I am done feeling the compulsion to dig an artery out of one of my […]
How are you???
Don’t start your day with the broken pieces of yesterday.
Every day is a fresh start.
Each day is a new beginning.
Every morning we wake up is the first day of our new life.
Where there’s life, there’s hope…
I hope everyone is Fine ^_^
All The Best <3
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