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All Men Must Serve.

by JudgeMeNot
written by JudgeMeNot

“Happyness is not bought, its Bargained“.

Said Satan –

Why live poor, when you could be me. A King that Rules all flesh that beats. Take your pick amung the weak, No God can Judge for what, I may speak.

Take my hand and walk with thee, into the forest dark; no soul shall leave. I ask for no land or gold, body nor mind..

No Creation is more delicious than Time.

Share me that and you will receive, all you desire or will ever need.

 

Writers Note:

Didnt really have a point to this or reason. Been into alot of Mythology/Gods and Demons lately. Inspired by Dante. Been working on my […]

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A Little Poem I like to call “Get Over Yourself”

by ImNothing_
written by ImNothing_

I am not a wall
I am not a door,
Why is it okay for me to always be ignored?
Lack of importance, lack of self-respect
Suicide conquers alot of people,
please let me be the next.
Day by day,Night by niight
No more battling
I can’t win this fight.
Scars are there to remind me, how I used to feel,
but I take a step back to look,
nothing seems to be real.
I go through the motions,
every fucking day,
but when you ask me what’s wrong,
I don’t know what to say.
Darkness is around me,
everywhere I turn,
Happiness is what […]

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The Suicide Train- poem

by amabel
written by amabel

so yeah, this is a little poem i wrote, it isn’t very good :L but it means allot.

I watched her from the corner of my eye,
I could see all the blood on her thighs.
Her eyes were red and raw with tears,
she seemed brave but had hidden fears.

Why couldn’t I see the tell tale signs,
I had been there before, life made from lies.
It leaves me curious and in pain,
Why did she do this to herself, her souls been slain.

I saw her jump out in front of that train,
I can’t bare it I wish I felt her pain.
How could […]

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Cutting means too much to me…

by Engeltje
written by Engeltje

Cutting those cuts,
feeling the razor blade slice into your skin,
seeing the blood flow…
No, I know it sure,
I will never heal of self mutilation.
NEVER
And those scars will always stay…
ALWAYS
There will come more of them.
Because the feeling I get is indiscribable.
Feeling that pain that’s going through my whole body,
feeling something and feeling numb,
feeling like it’s my best friend,
my best help,
the only thing I can trust.
Yeah, that blade and that stanley knife are really MY best friends.

A little poem written by myself:

And then you’re sitting there,
crying in the corner of the […]

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Tell my mom I want to die…

by Engeltje
written by Engeltje

Today sucks, I completely freaked out today and I was very angry. Angry on myself, on the world, on my sister, on my parents, on the stupid weather, on everything. But mostly on myself. Directly after or actually during my angerexplosion I went to my room, jumped into my bed and started to hit myself. On my wrists, my chest and my shin. After that I still were angry, so I decided I needed more pain. Grabbed my knife and started cutting. After a while I had stopped and my mother walked into my room. She asked some things and I had to cry… After […]

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Why does everybody only see my mask??

by Engeltje
written by Engeltje

Why??!! Why??!! Why does everybody always say that I’m happy, and I’m funny and laughing and stuff?! Do they really don’t see that HUGE mask I wear most of the time??? It’s just so crazy. Today too, I was at the part-time therapy (monday till friday from 9am till 3pm) and the group and the therapists thought that I was happy and that everything was okay, and so on. And that while they know I wear often a mask and that it goes really bad with me right now. But how hard I tried, they wouldn’t believe me I’m feeling really bad and that all […]

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Lucky Me

by JustTooLate
written by JustTooLate

Ok so I posted a little poem I wrote on here called Wake Up Call. I wrote it quite a while ago actually, but I didn’t know how I could make it work. How was I supposed to end my life in a way that woke people up? But thanks to a stroke of luck, that problem has been solved, so I decided to post the poem. And I decided to put up some backstory here: Very recently I went to an old friend’s house. His uncle was in town and he had brought his key to a gun safe they keep at my friend’s […]

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Just a piece of my life

by ShaneEatsRainbows
written by ShaneEatsRainbows

I know what its like to want to die; how it hurts to smile; how you try to fit in but you can’t; how you hurt yourself on the outside; to try to kill the thing that’s in the inside.. That one feeling when everything seems to be lost.. you’re breathing hard..with all this pressure hung onto your back. Like a ton of cement blocks covering you, holding you down. It’s like I realized that way down inside, I’ve always been lonely for something. But I don’t know what for. It’s like everybody in the world want’s something. Only they never really know exactly what it […]

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