I am me nothing special nothing unique just me these scars on my arm are just there they are not crying out for sympathy they are not crying out for someone to care these tears youll never see me cry they are not saying help me I need you they are saying this life serves no reasonable purpose these incisions I make within my flesh are not saying I want you to help me they are screaming leave me along these pills I take are not announcing im hurting they are saying I no longer will be the days that I hide away in my room are not asking to be noticed but more so forgotten and most importantly my SUICIDE is not asking you to grieve and it is not asking you to cry but it is telling you to smile for now I am finally happy
- Last seen on Sep 24 6:21 PM. Member since September 8, 2008.
- I'm a topaz horse poet for 16 comments.
- My mood is
, and quote is "I Love Andrew". - I am a 17 year old girl from New Hampshire (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm hiding away inside myself trying to hide the things I refuse to let others know.
- I have 16 comments, 64 poems
My Poetry
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i slit my wrists and hoped to die
push everything to the side
i wish i had a 1000 pills to swallow15 lines, September 24 -
theres no way i can handle life
i cant o on this way
people tell me who i am -
stuck inside this picture
locked inside this frame
tell me im sick
Guest Book
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Suteishiijein on April 22i like your poems, i'm a cutter as well... xx
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Kumori Kasei on April 14Because people like to pretend they care when they really don't. They want to look good in front of the world, while they give a damn about you. At least, that's just my opinion/experience.
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bleednlifeaway : WHY DO THEY SAY THEY UNDERSTAND WHEN THEY DONT on September 9, 2008THAT IS A BIG PETPIEVE OF MINE WHEN OTHERS SAY THEY UNDERSTAND WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE RAPED WHEN THEY NEVER HAVE GONE THROUGH IT OR THEY KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE ABUSED AND NEGLECTED WHEN THEIR PARENTS ARE PERFECT AND HAVE NEVER EVEN GOTTEN INTO A FIGHT WHY DO PEOPLE PRETEND TO KNOW WHEN THEY DONT?
