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
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected