blood..

i start to shake as the blade touches my skin
start to wince when it falls from the blade
start to smile as i go numb
youre not the only one
ill show you my pain, cuz you hurt me
ill hurt myself
i see you laugh with her
one slit
i see you touch her
two slits
i heard you fucked her
theres three..
&& now shes pregnant.
(your pain; not mine)
you asked her to marry you?
by then,
im dead.

maybe one day...(qmoi)

maybe one day ill see you on the street; well say our akward hellos, and walk away.. maybe well cry; maybe well smile, and just remember that at one time we were happy together, but then everything happens for a reason..doesnt it?
-quote me on it

kill me now. (qmoi)

i hate my life.
i love the pain.
i hate my self.
i love my blade.

you dont see my hurt.
or my broken heart.
dont see me cry
or see my scars.
dont say you love me.
when you couldnt care less.
i cared so much.
you just wanted sex.

am i anything to you?
anything at all?
i feel so broken
like an ugly barbie doll

theyre so perfect
i am not
im stuck on display
im on the spot

you watch all my pain
my heartbreak and strife
youll never stand by me
or call me your wife

at one point i think
of all our happy times
now i sit down
and just want to cry

im hurting so bad
i hate my life
you sit and yell
and watch me cry

but dont care anymore,
ill end my life.

<3

Stuck on display... (qmoi)

stuck in this house
of pain and dismay
just like a doll
im stuck on display
dress me up
and we can go play
ill do whatever it takes
to be off display
stuck in this life
with oh so much pain
stuck in my own hell
im suffering

a slit to each wrist
i dont clean my wound
too many more slits
i should be gone soon.

im sick of this life.
im sick of the pain.
tired of being your barbie.
thats stuck on display.
i do what you wish,
and wish that you may.
take me home.
since im on display.

i may not be perfect.
or the right type.
but i can be there for you.
when youre scared at night.

you can dress me up,
you can throw me away.
i really dont care.
so long as im off display.

i dont like the looks,
the stares
what they say
the stares may be blank
but i see through them

i cant get out
of this silly store
it may just be life
it may be more.
.<3

Lots of random poetry..

1. searching my soul
looking for answers
all i found was a blade
i smoke my cancer
maybe it will take away the pain
and solve my problems.
maybe my death
will do the same.


2. why should i cut? you hurt me much more than my blade ever could...


3. teenage romance - all its come to is this, broken hearts, forgotten promises, and hurting wrists..
.<3

This Girl... (qmoi)

this is the girl who hides her pain
uses the razor when suffering
takes long walks, to cry in the rain
this is a girl
who has the strength
she'll keep going, to any length.
this is a girl
with lots of pain
i need my blade.
...im suffering.
<3

Pain covers me. (qmoi)

pain falls over me
just like rain
you see my scars
but dont feel the pain
you see me cry
say "i wanna die"
you sit and watch
as pain covers me.
<3

Bleeding Love. (quote me on it)

i keep bleeding love? no, i bleed for love
sacrifice myself for him
never know if he cares
love. hate. pain. depression.
my wrist starts to swell.
unloved.
untouched.
in a hurricane of sorrow.
i bleed.
i watch my wrist swell.
i grab my milk.
as it begins to sting.
then it starts to trickle down my arm.
i watch;
as i bleed.
<3

love is a drug. (quote me on it)

love is like coke
when you get that first hit, youre flying high
on top of the world
nothing can bring you down...
...
until you crash
hearbroken,.
youre falling
you crash
feel dead
but you still want it
and search for something like that first hit
you have a need for it
an obsession
youll never find the same thing.
only something better.
<3

i believe in a thing called love. (quote me on it)

some think love isnt real
but i believe in love
it must be real
ive never felt this way before
if you can love objects, you can surely love one another
if you dont believe in it,
why do we say "i love you"
does blood make you think you have to love?
if you "dont know" if you love someone, you dont.
love sucks,
even kills.
but its got to be..
completely real.
.<3

love vs. infatuation (quote me on it)

infatuation is obsession
if you love some one
you wont just touch them
kiss them
or fuck them
that isnt love...

love is...well, no one can explain
its when youre with someone
and on top of the world
their smile gives you butterflies
theyre name makes you smile
you would love them
even if you could never see each other again...

you break up, or get completely broken,
and are still in comeplete love
now tell me,
do you love me?
or are you only obsessed?
.<3

Broken Hearts & Slit Wrists. (quote me on it)

i stopped cutting.
just for you
now youre gone
and im in two
youre not here
now no one cares
ill keep cutting
cause i love you.
<3

Running on Broken Promises. (quote me on it.)

deep inside you want to cry
but no ones there
no one cares
youre in my dreams
and my prayers
no where to run
to escape
every where
i see your face
i need you there
when i feel pain
and maybe i miss
kissing in the rain
take my hand
and well escape
just keep running
run away.
<3

Clearly...

This is a blog im writing so i can express my anger and sadness.
maybe ill get a million views.
maybe ill get none.
either way, im still gonna keep writing.
in this blog, i will either;
post my own poetry,
post quotes i like.
or post some pictures ive drawn or like :)
i will let every one know if its mine or not,
kay thanks:)
-thatemogirl