dance balance cry die (dancing on a ledge) teeter. ready to jump. wait. why am i here? sirens. they want me down. STOP! YOU CAN'T STOP ME! (balancing on chance) totter. i could just fall. but...then it wouldn't have the same effect. hmmm. such hard decisions. NO! DON'T MAKE ME JUMP! (crying makes it rain) rocking. i might just slip. take a look around, there's nothing to lose. except maybe him. and her. and them. NO! NO! I'M FALLING! i can't die. they won't let me. ----- Swallow & Mutilate cut through the dark cynicism bleed away the putrid mediocrity watch the blood abate onto your lips amazing how love turns into animosity do you enjoy it precious? swallow the blood that stains your face swallow the lies that caused this isn't it ironic, you're choking on your words heal the wounds of all this anguish slowly slits will turn to regret but scars will always exist i won't forgive i won't forget mutilation of the heart (you caused mine) mutilation of the heart (now its my turn) ----- prayer i need for this to end too much drama {god help me} jesus what's my problem i'm loosing so many friends all because i'm being me i'm stupid. yes. i [can't] depend on people i [can't] see.
I liked your writing pices Especially the words you used I just got know if what u write to an extent reflects your expriences in life. Keep it up
Everything I write has something to do with an occurance in my life. Like, if I actually dated my poems, y'all might actually know what has happened to me in the past year. But yeah, some things are exaggerated for a mature extent (like, I do a couple of poems that revolve around sexuality, and I'm still a virgin so, it won't be true. But it'll be how I feel in my heart, and how I'd display that physically). And I really appreciate that you two like my poems.