So finally I'm back with another post. Yay! *cookies for me*
This time it's a poem! And~ it's in JapaneseI was inspired by being in starbucks and just talking in Japanese for about half an hour, non-stop ( Read more... )

At war in my own home
I feel a sense of calm in my bathroom
Staring in the mirror, my emotions displayed on my face.
Anger, pain, sorrow, hurt...
The only feelings I've ever known.
To be admired was my past wish.
Now I sit silently, bleeding the foolish dreams away.
The bloodied razor covered in colourful tears.

Overflowing sadness,

Tears that stream,

Death feels,

Despair in the

mind.

Insane mentality.

Lying in vain.

Hope in the body.

Heart

Don't let them ridicule me.
Don't let them hurt me.
Don't let them get to me.
Don't let them near me.
Don't let them tear me apart.
Don't let them destroy me.
In irony I see humour.
I took your face, I let you wither.