Dont Say GoodbyeHe finds himself here Lost and confused In this situation,Dont Say Goodbye
Between him and you
And he tries to find happiness here But he finds himself lost In these fields of despair
And he tries to hide him self from the pain Though there’s so much more he could say He tried to look for a brighter day And he hopes you won’t say Won’t Say good bye
So he’s givin up on you now Yours the life has gone forever There’s no one now Every night he’s tossing and turning Let’s, let go Of what was lost
And he tries to hide him self f
Light TouchesJessica lightly touched the small of my back. It sent icy shivers coursing all through my body. Right now i needed to be touched, reassured. But not by her. "Go on," she growled. She stared at me with those cold blue eyes as if she was trying to read my thoughts. Then gently she shoved me into the room.Light Touches
DepressionI've heard so many people tell those who suffer depression to just 'cheer up.' I wonder if they can really believe that it’s that simple.Depression
Depression isn't just sadness. It is emptiness, it is misery. It is pain and nothingness at once. When you are truly depressed you lack the ability or will to cheer yourself up. No one just ‘has depression.’ You suffer from it. This is depression:
You will wake at 5, 6, maybe 7am, feeling as though you had only just fallen asleep. It’s likely you did. If you don't have to be somewhere, you could lie in bed for another 3 hours...too tired, too miserable and pathetic to crawl out of
Suicide's WayThe tabloids give me the truth of the matter The percentages, charts, and numbers A recent survey, if you will A census of young people’s minds The printed lines are as straight as ever And they tell the facts in the same manner They tell us not to do it Be it by rope, water, or a bullet to the head They say it’s a permanent decisionSuicide's Way
To our temporary problems They tell me Suicide isn’t a way out.
I say it is.
Suicide is a way out of the life you’re living A way out of reaching your full potential A way out of all your h
Help me save myselfHe sits all alone inside his locked up room An internal scar so deep, it could kill Self afflicted I assume No body cares about him, or ever willHelp me save myself
A clip in the handle A bullet in the chamber A finger on the trigger A muzzle to his head
Would anyone mind if he died? At his funeral would anyone have cried?
A goblet by his side A thick poison inside Between his fingers the glass slips He tastes his death upon his lips
Just look away, no ne else seemed to notice Why should you be any different?
A syringe in his hand &
DemiseWe all have dark pasts But some are better at hiding themDemise
And they usually dont last They are like lies, growing like a stem
We never suceed in lieing We always break near the end And our blood bleeds as we lay dieing With the white and red that blends
We hear the screams As they find us And the medic Team As they fuss
And as we climb up From the darkness that surrounds We realize our luck Was found.
And as the darkness clears We see the face Of our fears In our darkest place
And as we loo
by =croaky
Boyfriends, Bad grades and broken dreams
Pissed Off
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Sorrow, Remorse, Brash, Delight
When mixed together cause quite the commotion,
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Dandelions
You see flowers in these weeds ||
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