i would like impute on my writings. i know i am an amateur. so please help, i am only 17 after all this was from my last suicide attempt 12/09/13
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and