My imaginary friend
You can’t see the scars
You watch me, you laugh with me
I'm having a silent fit
My insides burn
You learn to just keep going
Cover with some funny wit
It’s all a secret
You will never see,
These tears fall
Happy will never be me.
Laugh with me
Watch me fall,
Pretend to know me,
You will never break down my walls,
My imaginary friend
My helping hand
My silent killer
My dying release
I cut to stop the pain
I drink to make me happy
I lay crying in the rain
I talk to myself,
There’s nothing more to lose, I can only gain.
You think I don’t try….
That my life is a laugh
You all assume I’m happy being alive.
You say I live for the moment
I dance in the rain,
I’m the one you all look up to
Nobody sees I’m built on pain.
My life’s foundations,
The blue in my eyes,
The people in my life
They’re all moldy lies.
My imaginary friend….
You are all I have.
That bleeding gash in the toilets,
The shots in the bar,
The pills go to my head
I was born to die hard.
My mother didn’t want me
She always told me so
You were all I had
You were there with every woe
You tear me open
I can’t be glued shut
These addictions so well hidden
I pretend it isn’t a crutch
But that’s all you are
My imaginary friend,
You are my suicide blade,
You are the empty bottles
You are the pen in which I write
You are my strength when there’s someone I want to throttle
You’re the voice in my head
Telling me I’m not worth it
I should be dead,
You are all I have
My imaginary friend
You were always there
And you’ll still be there in the end
A contest entry
- What's in a name? by whispernthedark.
625 points, ended June 6, 2007, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
I have entered a contest where i am saying what my current AP name means to me please tell me what you think
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wow this poem suk...
sad, very sad...
very poor style in poetry...
thank 4 the comments...
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= ) thank you thats really nice i hope you're feeling well, you're a great poet
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Oh my gosh . . . This is amazing. I can almost see everything you wrote.
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thank you you're so sweet
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wow, seems like you've written this about me! i can definately relate...life is a struggle but you just have to keep your head up.. good luck to you
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thank you its great to know somebody understands. i hope you're doing well, thank you
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I hope your imaginary friend is one day your true confidant. Nicely penned, thank you so much for entering the contest.
whisper
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thank you and thanks for having my poem
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great write
I enjoyed reading this poem a lot, u have talent. I also sumitted a poem in this contest so I wish u good luck.
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wow thank you im glad you liked it, goodluck to you to and thank you for commenting
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So sad and very touching, the pain here, it's just so deep, the hurting and always suffering one of your saddest for me, how you ache so much, bleeding heart everyday too, endless tears and neverending death inside....
I hope you're feeling a little better today
I love you,
Antonio
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thak you for being there for me sweetheart
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wow this was touching. The rhyme was great, (and thats hard to et from me cuz I ususllay hate rhyme) awesome write. I felt the pain and emotion. AMAZING JOB
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wow thank you thats really sweet i'm glad you liked it
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Another very sad write from you
I really hope that things work out for you sooner than later. Dealing with these things must be really hard and it's good that you can at least get your feelings out with poetry. Well done and take care 
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thank you your a real sweetheart and your comments mean allot, you seem to know so much. thank you
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great poem, good energy
I cut to stop the pain
I drink to make me happy
I lay crying in the rain
I talk to myself,
There’s nothing more to lose, I can only gain
awwww what a sad poem...hope u really dun have to cut yourself..no matter what ure going through...
You can’t see the scars
You watch me, you laugh with me
I'm having a silent fit
My insides burn
You learn to just keep going
Cover with some funny wit
i like this first part, fascinating really...
giving me something to watch about you...
You tear me open
I can’t be glued shut
These addictions so well hidden
I pretend it isn’t a crutch
But that’s all you are
My imaginary friend,
You are my suicide blade,
You are the empty bottles
You are the pen in which I write
You are my strength when there’s someone I want to throttle
i like this whole poem, it's tremendous...every word has power....it shoots its power to the reader and make each and everyone of them feel your pain, your depression..it's a good poem!!!
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aww wow thank you that is very nice, thank you for taking the time to comment it has really brightened my day you don't no how this has really helped thank you your such a nice person
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