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You always fold just...before you're found out
Alas things between us haven't changed. I'm like some freak or something that people just don't want to be around or be close to. Thanks! Gees...I try and try and yet I'm still pushed away. Guess I'll just sit around and wonder now. I'm not chasing after people anymore..it's up to you now.
I guess this poem has relevance? I wrote it Sept. 2nd. Maybe it gives insight..? eh. who knows?
Tis called :Security Blanket
She takes her silver blade of crimson regret
And strikes away at the years she wished she'd never met
Times she would cry herself to sleep
All the years added up and she's feeling incomplete
A lost and derranged girl
Unknown by the world
No name with the face
Just another person apart of the human race
Hiding behind her knit sweaters
Her hoodies would cover in any weather
People would want to hold her hand
And she'd become in demand
Quickly snapping at people who came close to her pain
And pushing them away before she could find someone else to blame
Each day was another day of heartbreak to her
Never finding someone who truly loved her
All she needed was just one person
Someone to tell her things would be okay
Not one person took the time to try and understand
The girl with the name they couldn't comprehend
They would simply pass her by and speculate
Wonder why she was filled with so much hate
Chatter about her clothes and makeup
Each day she wished she wouldn't wakeup
The sinister beauty unveiled her pallid arms
In the darkness she kissed the blade with such passion
Her tears trickled down and fell to the floor
She glanced down and the amber made her want more
Slowly but swift was each mark on her wrist
One for her, one for you, one for life, one for death
Reasons for each mark as they appeared on her skin
If only someone would just try to understand
The sinister beauty with the amber hands
Thoughts...? Ideas? Questions? Concerns?
Kay, thanks!
Night love♥
Alas things between us haven't changed. I'm like some freak or something that people just don't want to be around or be close to. Thanks! Gees...I try and try and yet I'm still pushed away. Guess I'll just sit around and wonder now. I'm not chasing after people anymore..it's up to you now.
I guess this poem has relevance? I wrote it Sept. 2nd. Maybe it gives insight..? eh. who knows?
Tis called :Security Blanket
She takes her silver blade of crimson regret
And strikes away at the years she wished she'd never met
Times she would cry herself to sleep
All the years added up and she's feeling incomplete
A lost and derranged girl
Unknown by the world
No name with the face
Just another person apart of the human race
Hiding behind her knit sweaters
Her hoodies would cover in any weather
People would want to hold her hand
And she'd become in demand
Quickly snapping at people who came close to her pain
And pushing them away before she could find someone else to blame
Each day was another day of heartbreak to her
Never finding someone who truly loved her
All she needed was just one person
Someone to tell her things would be okay
Not one person took the time to try and understand
The girl with the name they couldn't comprehend
They would simply pass her by and speculate
Wonder why she was filled with so much hate
Chatter about her clothes and makeup
Each day she wished she wouldn't wakeup
The sinister beauty unveiled her pallid arms
In the darkness she kissed the blade with such passion
Her tears trickled down and fell to the floor
She glanced down and the amber made her want more
Slowly but swift was each mark on her wrist
One for her, one for you, one for life, one for death
Reasons for each mark as they appeared on her skin
If only someone would just try to understand
The sinister beauty with the amber hands
Thoughts...? Ideas? Questions? Concerns?
Kay, thanks!
Night love♥