tell me everything cause I don't get it
I just want to know why it seems like when
goodbyes were said...
you were quick to say 'em
UntitledMy words are so cringe-inducing
rarely do I write well
my rhymes are all the same
so for a while I stopped saying them
my vision got real blurry
I couldn't see the path
tripping while I walk
I guess I still can't
I'm bad at moving on
I can never get with it
so when I like something
I seem to get addicted
it's because I'm all alone
I feel like no one gets me
I think she kinda did
but then again she isn't with me
UntitledI wanna run away, not from home
but to it, cause my mind's doing wrong
I mean the thing's stuck on stupid
my mind's in the gutter
like I was lobotomized
by a living a dumpster
I try to be crytic
but life's an open book
try to be happy
harder than it looks
is this a rush to the grave
cause I miss the days as a lonely ass kid
cause what's happening now
is worse than that shit
Damn right, like a dog's right behind me
tuck my head between my legs
kiss my own ass goodbye, but
enough with the buns
although I've got one more
I'll save it for the phone
that's what prank call's for
I don't really want money
just wanna live
use my art as a vessel
try and hit it big
don't wanna fuckin mansion
just wanna fall in love
my heart's in the right place
unless it's wrong..
UntitledI don't wanna be here
I guess that's kinda stupid
trying find a purpose
can it really lie in music
my head is a mess
and I ain't talking bout my haircut
I got some dark shit on my mind
like my cranium was blacktar
ex still on my mind
I don't think I'm fine
writing all these tragedies
based on my life
I guess this is reality
so what the fuck is happiness
except not a dream
VMy mood changes like the seasons
I'm always falling....ugh
my mind is kinda stuck
when you can't seem to b------------
my face is always on neutral -_-
cause I just don't give a fuck
yeah, depression is a thing
I've just gotten used to it
that's why I wanna make moves
and get into this music shit
I wanna be the best, that no one ever was
but my head is in a vice, like I crossed pathes with the mob
IVWhere'd it all go
the castle on the mountains peak
the luminescent t.v. screen
the plastic bag parachutes
the dining room with no A.C. unit
Sorry, I'm just be emo
I do that as a hobby
why not make it a living
cause finding peace is behind me
it's really only on me
I won't blame another person
not to say they didn't play a part in my hurting
What happened to fried potatos
the little onions
the white chocolate hershey
and a small bag of funions
where's the kid with innocence
envisioning some ridiculous
stories of delicious fish, a green badger
with a pack of mints
my minds been on money, pain, dreams, and nightmares
why the hell is it a girl that's the cause of my tears
IIIIf words can move mountains why don't they
if you're over her, why you still cringe when she's near
and you feel all surprised, someone blow in your ear?
Nope, you're caring too much
and you don't seem to hear
IIStill stuck on Spring, cause my spring's sprung
people still asking what went wrong
I think I obsess too much on
the one who wouldn't put a dress (in joke)
sorry for the broken hearted rhymes
I was going through broken record times
I'm still not better, but at least I won't lie
I've had bad thoughts, sometimes I wanna die
cause nothing's written in stone
that's why people get high
anxiety, a hierarchy of alone
varying degrees of a sickness
from a sick kid who stays at home
ISorry for the broken words
I'm like a bird, I flew the coop
my words of "endless sorrow"
made my niggas think I was looping
but I guess I really was
didn't want to admit
didn't see the fault
in my own stupid shit
A smidgen of smitenIt's really been a while
stuff building up inside
2011I was quiet
last year I felt like dying
I know it's kinda stupid
I think I think too much
it's the same with caring
when I shouldn't give a fuck
cause love was never here
so it's time to move along
I'm super sick of juggling
what went right and wrong
BetrayalEvery day the same old lies,
That cut and sever weakened ties,
Of bonds that were never meant to be,
Just drowning in an endless sea.
Of strangers in a faceless crowd.
It's because of you,
Now I hope you're proud.
Of what you did to this now tainted soul.
Beaten, broken, swallowed whole,
By the darkness invited to envelop my being.
They always say that believing is seeing.
But I guess that's just it,
you see my forced smile.
After all it's been plastered on my face for awhile.
But is it too late? I don't really know.
But the longer I sit here,
The more darkness will grow.
Am I too far gone? Is there no hope?
Will I keep slipping down this bottomless slope?
Do you see now what you have done?
I give up...now you have won.
I'm trapped, enslaved in this dark empty trance.
I say I am fine...
But will you risk that chance?
Aurora CorporealisOn those days, you leapt from planes
unafraid to fall because you were already flying.
On those days, you did not speak
because the words slipped between your vocal cords
and could not make a sound.
On those days, I could see you through vast skies
over open oceans and beyond slow-falling snow
because you stood so tall in a crowd of billions.
On those days, you were the northern lights
and the whole world became the southern hemisphere.
On those days, I watched your horizon turn on itself.
Frost crept over your limbs and hail fell into the firmament.
I was not afraid because I did not understand.
On this day, I erode under warm water,
crumble into clay against the wall,
hyperventilate as steam fills my lungs
and I write my worry into words.
I am afraid because I understand.
GayI am gay.
I'm not a disease, I'm not a problem
I'm not an affliction
I don't need treatment.
I don't need help
I'm not sick
I'm not confused
I'm not a sin.
I am gay.
I'm your daughter
Your co worker
A complete stranger
I am gay.
I need love, just like you
I need smiles
I need support
I need a hug
I need a friend
I need a family
I need acceptance
I need understanding
I need you
I am gay.
I know what love is
I know what pain is
I know what hate is
I know what life is
I am gay.
And I need you to love me
The same way you loved me before you knew
I am gay.
And I have experienced hate
From more people than just you
I am gay.
And I wont change.
I wont give up.
I wont back down.
I wont pretend.
I wont lie.
I wont deny.
I wont hide.
I wont hurt.
I am gay.
And that's okay.
There is a weight
You asked me to hold.
(Just for a while,
Just for a while.)
My tendons strain and snap,
I lack your Atlas strength.
The crushing force of gravity
Makes me weak, makes me sore.
Take it back, take it back,
But you’ve gone away.
I’m sinking down, I’m sinking down.
The water rises to my throat.
Pushing down, rising up
Drowning and drowning and drowning.
Take it back, please take it back,
Where have you gone?
I’m pinned beneath this weight,
With water to my nose.
My lungs fill up with salt,
Choking and screaming and breathing
Only freezing thickness of water.
Where is that mild friend oxygen?
Where has he gone?
My stinging eyes are blind here.
I cannot to escape, unwilling
To shed this leaden snare
Wherein I dwell confined.
I grip it tightly.
Surely I will die,
Sweet air has left my blood
I lay back and let black water take me,
Frozen fingers loosen on Your weight.
And all at once
it falls away
I watch i
HetaliaxDepressed!Reader:Self-Inflicted AchromaticHetalia x Scary! Depressed! Reader: Self-Inflicted Achromatic
I want to be a person just like you, don't you see?
I want to be a person who is still being "me"
A tired sigh escaped your lips. You were just so damn tired. The other countries said that you, (f/n) or (c/n), was scarier than Russia himself. But of course, you have lived 2500 years with wars and bloodshed always trailing after you. You just really want to be happy. But all those wars and blood imprinted on your mind, you really just released off a dark (a/c) aura and a stoic atmosphere.
It really would be nice but I'm paying a price
'Cause I'd really, not be me and that would not suffice
You asked yourself, "I know my face doesn't show my pain. But isn't it obvious in my eyes? I'm lonely and hurt" You rubbed your numb (s/c) wrist, yesterday's cuts still had a colorless ache to it. You picked your silver knife, twirling it around watching the others argue. The said knife is the one you also use to cut yourself.
A dream which
The GardeniasI told you I had wildflowers growing in my veins
and you thought it was quaint,
so when I took shears to my jugular -
you wouldn’t help me cut them out.
You thought I’d be opheliac
if they bloomed, splashing white
into my already paling wrists.
Maybe you thought the perfume would purify me
and being a tragic heroine
would be better than just being tragic.
Their roots choked out my heart and
to my blood
as I died,
drowning in the after-effects of Pretty,
all I could hear
was you telling me that you loved
that I had Gardenias in my eyes.
On losing a friend(it did not end in tears.)
I could give you armfuls of oceans, great
mountain ranges wrapped in silver bows,
a coral reef gleaming like a sapphire chain
but you will always ask for a dormant volcano
and a star you can hold in your palm.
And I have tried to be that star, have tried to
combust bright enough, shrink small enough
but it is never enough for you. You kiss my
mouth with those carmine lips and swallow my
heartbeat with your gentle laugh and I glow
I glow and you go you go you go on stringing
me along a trail of crumbs, making me forget
that I am starving myself for your table scraps.
I could press the slats of pre-dawn light into your
answering machine, could fold dust columns that
fall between venetian archways into your bedsheets,
could hang the lost jewels of jaguar fangs clattering
above your dreamcatcher and you would only ask for
a dormant volcano and a brittle sea-salt glass wave.
And I have tried to capture the tides and I have tried
to blow glass but my hands are clum
A Letter to My Best FriendA letter to my best friend, for when he is feeling badly
When your sunny skies turn to thunder clouds.
When you can't hear your own thoughts
Over rumbling drum rolls of thunder.
I will be the umbrella to protect you
From the freezing rain.
I'd set my bones aflame
Watch them spark and burn.
I'd turn my soul into a Bon fire
Just to keep you warm.
I'd catch fire flies like stars.
I would keep them in a jar
And give them to you.
Because you light up the dark of the night sky.
When I am feeling blue
You are the one that helps me get through
The murk of my lonely thoughts.
And sometimes, I don't feel like you see yourself clearly.
I wish you could see you
The way I do.
I see you in the stars
You talk about them so fondly.
Every constellation reminds me of you.
I wonder if you are made of cosmos.
Such chaotic, pure energy,
I see you in the rain.
You are cold
I'd dance to the music of your soft,
Pitter- patter melody.
I see you in the air I breathe.
Because you are the thing