Blog PostsFriends | Blogjust a dreamthe great time we hadthought it would start my being happy thought it would end my sad i can still hear your laughing was it all just a dream was it all just a thought was it not what it seemed was it nothing, what i cought seemed like you were now i feel you dont i still feel you here i bet you dont was it all just a dream was it all just a thought was it not what it seemed was it nothing, what i cought now i feel stupid now i feel dumb thought about cupid thought about numb was it all just a dream was it all just a thought was it not what it seemed was it nothing, what i cought i feel hurt, though i wanted pleasure i feel like dirt i thought you could mesure was it all just a dream? was it all just a thought? was it not what it seemed? was it nothing, what i cought? thought you had fun thought you felt the same thought you would be my hun now i feel lame... i am not takein credit for this poemShare This Posted Today 06:57 PM It’s one in the morning She’s the only one awake She sheds one more tear For every cut she makes The knife in her hand Has become her best friend And it will stay that way Until the very end In school the next day She barely said a thing When she saw her best friend She told her everything That’s when he best friend left her She had done all she could do But then she just gave up Their relationship was through So now this girl is lonely But she made it that way It was her decision To be suicidal that day The scars cover her body The pain is all she knows She feels it every day From her head down to her toes This pistol in her hand She’ll use to end her life It’s the perfect plan And much better than a knife She grips it even harder As she puts it to her head She slowly pulls the trigger And soon she will be dead The blood drips on her fingers She takes a long deep breath The neighbor calls 911 To tell of her coming death She hears the coming sounds She sees the coming lights She realizes it could be One of her last nights The lights and sounds are fading She can't hold on to life Now she regrets what she’s done She should’ve stuck with the knife All the machines are beeping People standing where she lies And in one sudden instant This suicidal girl just dies Her family is all weeping As her soul rises high Her parents enter the room To tell their daughter goodbye This girl is looking down From the heavens up above She never knew from all those years That she had so much love Another life is lost Another decision made Just don’t make this decision When your life is in the shade It’s the wrong way to solve problems Or to get rid of a wretched curse Suicide is not the answer And will only make things worse going through changesYouTube great song,i am addicted to this songYouTube if this link worksfakepeople have called me fake,people have called me wrong people seem to just take people seem to ignore my song no one is perfect no one trys to be but what is unknown is i am a fake, i fake my smile everyday to make people look the other way i fake my smile for everyone to make people think there not the only one in reality im not that fine in reality im not that great though i say im okay i wish things were the other way i indeed am fake like this, as i act i live in complete bliss just some thoughts of mine, been a trying few daysshould i go back to the roomwhere all i do is fight as i look up to the moon wishing i could take flight should i go back to the room where all i do is hurt, should i go back so soon where i feel im treated like dirt upon the last few days upon the last few nights i feel i have been in a haze i feel i have been in fights through more and more through less and less i feel emotionally sore i feel no bless i feel no love i feel just pain and hate from above i feel i have been slain a stake through my heart, made of words made of thought would have stayed away if i was smart but this i was never taught nothing can be said nothing can be shown in my life i feel sad for all of the known should i go back to the room i have been hurt or should i just pack as i feel ive been treated as dirt just so yall knowthis is VERY trueignored and donewell, i have been feeling the past few days like i am just a waste of space in the room of my "friends" talking, like i have to force people to pay attention to me, i dont like being anywhere i am not welcome, so i will not be, ill go somewhere else, or, not come one at all, or something i dont know, ill figure it out, dont mean to be where im not wanted, so i guess i might talk to yall later, or something, i dont know... |