x♥x
((((( Sometimes [insanity] is the
Only way
To prove that you really [tried]. )))))
x♥x
She's gorgeous,
Like a butterfly frozen in
Mid-air.
She's a walking [dartboard].
Threats and insults flying towards her,
[But darts never bounce back off the board do they?]
x♥x
Fucking [sick] of people asking how she is,
She turns away.
"Fuck you too."
She's too cold
To give a damn
What those yellow-white walls in the
Shrink's office
Are trying to tell her.
Every measly hour spent shaking her head
At questions that should be answered with "yes"
Is only worth the money.
[Nothing can bring you back once you're over the edge.]
"I only fell."
x♥x
"Don't want to know what I did wrong."
Listening to her own heart isn't good enough anymore,
Its almost like a steady drone of
Failure.
Whatever happened to the
Things that made her heart skip a beat?
They just... disappeared.
[I miss you.]
x♥x
"I'm not the same person I used to be."
Poor little girl,
Scars all over her arms and heart
Because things go to be too much.
[Its just so hard to deal now.]
Those things that shouldn't have even
Made a mark,
Cut
Down
To
The
Bone
Crying blood non-stop until she finally
Drew hearts on her palms with the blood.
Everything was fine until it stained
Her palms red.
x♥x
Her black eyes bore holes right through
People's chests,
Creating destruction, pieces everywhere.
[She walked forward, past the pieces of
What she used to love.
And never even looked back.]
Love is funny when you can't
Remember what it was,
Isn't it darling?
x♥x
"What did I do to deserve this?"
You smiled when you should have been crying,
You laughed even though it stung like ice over salt
Every single second.
But mostly...
You never even attempted to end it.
[And become one of the fallen: for the very last time.]
x♥x
An amazing sense of
Insecurity drifts around her,
Sending black butterflies
Made of her own skin and blood
Twirling all around her.
[Whirlwind]
A tornado of insanity winding up towards the moon;
[Twisting until nothing is left.]
x♥x
Author notes
ContagiousXAccident
oh well.
please please PLEASE...
this isn't dirty pretty. I know that it appears at first to be....
It isn't the topic or really the format.
its not all"glitter glam whore" and "suicidal ruby-lips" or anything
my options:
2) How you feel when you cut.
3) Why you cut.
A contest entry
- OPTIONS (16+) - PW's are fine by Page Deleted..
600 points, ended November 17, 2007, 37 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real... by Avalanche.Echo.
450 points, ended December 8, 2007, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Random.. sigh.
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I liked it. I liked the fact that you pulled off the punctuation usage--quite well, might I add--without even once managing candy-coated razorblades.
On a side note, what do people mean when they say "candy-coated razorblades"? My razors aren't coated in candy. Are yours? -
Love the title!!
Nicely penned
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"What did I do to deserve this?"
You smiled when you should have been crying,
You laughed even though it stung like ice over salt
Every single second.
But mostly...
You never even attempted to end it.
[And become one of the fallen: for the very last time.]
love that part. I feel that way too.
and I constantly ask myself the why to everything.
Guess we like to judge our ownselves because we feel that we aren't better than the people before us, but I've learn this; the truth is we are better than them because we have survived things they've never tasted what we have. amazing writing! take care,
love,
XXvampireeyesXX
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fuck me, that's beautiful. welcome to the finalists list doll.
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This is really good, I would change "steady drone of failure" to "steady dose of failure." This piece is very personal and i like it.
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wow sarah...you should have every reason to like this one...
"Don't want to know what I did wrong."
Listening to her own heart isn't good enough anymore,
Its almost like a steady drone of
Failure.
those lines are breath taking...you have an amazing way of being able to take something and make it hardcore dirty pretty...i think youll do well in this contest...your work is amazing...
and you can poor acid on me if you think im only saying this to boost your confidence...
i love ya betch
andrea
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holy shit
this has got to be the most talent ive seen on this site in A WHOLE LONG TIME\
keep it up
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