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Pieces

cut my heart, watch me die
watch the pieces multiply
first there's four,
now there's eight
I'm dead and you can celebrate.

for every piece you cut in half
you watch me cry, I hear you laugh
count bits of me
on the floor
soon there will be nothing more.

it's funny how if I did this, too
you'd hate my guts, but I don't hate you
waiting for the end
it's coming slow
and I wish that I could just go.

after all the mess you've made
you take a bit to clean your blade
your work done
now you smile
at the pieces of me, in a pile.

Missing

I hate that I can't see you
or hear your gentle song
Life is unfair to me
How do I move on

Can I take the steps without you
Will my tears turn to smiles
Can I run against the winds
or crawl for miles and miles

I hate it when I can't see you
or hear your gentle song
Please life care for me
Then together we can move on

Stutter

I love love love you
Well I'm lie lie lying
Merely try try trying
To save my own skin.

I hate hate hate you
But I won't won't say so
That was hell hell hello
This is good goodbye.


Withdrawn

Why can't I hate you,
Like I hate myself?
Why can't I break you?
It didn't even make you flinch,
When you tore my heart into pieces,
Like it was nothing.
Why don't I deserve your love?
Am I not worthy?
How can you sleep at night,
Knowing I am somewhere, lying alone,
Shaking from withdrawals?

I am an addict and you have cut me off...

Undeniable

I hear the siren of death whistling through your hollow heart.

I see the lies fall so fluidly out of your mouth.

Almost as if it’s natural; a black gravity of some sort. 

I smell the genuine scent of decay, so unpleasant, so definite.

You can’t deny.

I touch a dry residue; ashes of your guilt ignited memory.

I taste the sweet flavor of revenge, as you perish away into nothing but eternity.

I feel sympathy for your poor soul, like a child going off to school with nothing more
than their name.

Why is it that as much as I try to hate all I feel is love?

It’s like my emotions are trapped in absolute values.

I’m dying to hate you, yet would so easily die for you.

My contradictions take over; pulling as if I can be separated.

I cringe at your voice.

I smile at your calamity, even though your suffering isn’t my credit to claim.

Premium Member Not Meant To Be...

Just a while ago
I was happy
in a split second
it all changed

you had to leave
I hate the goodbyes
I will never get use to them

I hate the fact 
that you can't stay
I wish we didn't 
have to part ways

moments like these 
I want to cuff your hand to mine
never to loosen the grip
who am I kidding?

We're not meant to be
reality tend to skulk in
when it's the least welcomed
it's going to be difficult

but maybe it's for the best
maybe this time we need 
to say goodbye forever

because I can't live like this
I'm slowly dying, 
I’m slowly forgetting 
how to breathe…


A Sad Poem

Sadness consumes my soul
Like ivy growing on an old building
Slowly devouring any beauty
Anyone might have ever seen

All the hope I have ever had
Slowly fades away each day,
Like paint on a decrepit house
Peeling from all the harsh weather it has endured.

I wake up each morning feeling
Like there is nothing left to live for
Wondering what is wrong with me
Wondering why no one wants to love me.

If I am so great,
Why am I so lonely?
If I am such a wonderful person,
Why doesn’t anyone want to be with me?

Happiness is a feeling long forgotten,
Replace by a daily plague of depression.
Negativity is the locust of my life
Anguish is abundant and all I know.

I cover myself with a façade of joy
Masking the true feeling of desolation.
I don the aroma of bliss
To distract from my natural scent of despondency.

How did it come to this?
Where did I go wrong?
Why am I so sad?
When will it change?

I hate the way I feel,
I hate hiding my sorrow.
I hate feeling helpless,
I hate knowing no one wants to love me.

I Don'T Like

I don’t like this.
I don’t deserve it either.
Everyone else has someone good.
I have a disease from the hood.
I don’t want it anymore.
I hate to see it walking through my door,
Pain, strife, not treating me right.
Wanting badly to be someone’s wife.
It seems that I hate being me, 
Because I always get mistreated.
I don’t like this,
But I won’t declare to be defeated.


wrote 9-13-09

Never Again

Loved you once
and always will.
But I know what they
mean by "If looks could kill."

So much hate that
fills your eyes
Never again will you tell
me your lies.

I can't beileve what you did
I want to be with you
but you think that I'm just
like some little kid.

So much hate that 
fills your eyes
Never again will you tell
me your lies!

You Hate Me Don'T You

Every day around you
You don't seem to care
Saying we will still be friends
There is hatred in the air
I hate it when you taunt
You play me like a fool
I am getting used to it
I feel like everyone's tool
Teasing my feelings
Messing with my mind
It's obvious that you hate me
Just leave me here to die...

Lies Are Everything

The things that I have been told
The secrets I will always hold
I hate being lied to
I hate being decieved
Many lies that I have believed
Why is the world so cruel
I feel like eveyone's tool
Please do not lie or I will cry
I have felt this pain so long
I know I must die...

Living Is a Pain

I am unhappy.
I just want to die.
I deserve to be at peace
And to finally find my happiness.
The earth makes me miserable.
I hate the site of people.
I am not treated like a human.
I am treated like a dog.
I want to be taken away,
and finally be put at peace.
living is a pain.
its not fair that i should have to live in it.
the evil that is humanity
is making my life worse.
things could have been great, 
if i was treated like the human i was.

i hate everyone.
i truly truly do.
i will never allow anyone in ever again.
i will live the rest of my life
in seclusion...
i will just wait out the rest of my life,
for that golden day that i die.
living is a pain.

Lost

Lost in this world
Don't know which way to go
Need to escape
Need to find my way out
How did I get into this mess
How can i get out
I hate the pain
I hate the strain
To be something I'm not
I hate not having what I need 
I hate it when I bleed 
I hate the fears
I hate the tears
I know I'm worth more
But sometimes I'm not sure
What can I do to help my self
Where can I go to hide
I feel like I've died a thousand times
and brought back to this dreadful world
Why the pain
Why the strain
Why be someone I'm not 
Why do I care
Why do I hurt
The pain hurts 
The tears flow
The fears still remain

Daddy It Hurts

Sometimes, when it hurts too much,
When my cheeks are moist to the touch,
When all that hurt buried deep inside
Leaps at me like the tide

I press it down with glue, extra strong
Wrap bundles of tape around it, miles long
This I do, as I do best;
But sorrow isn’t solid but a cloud of gas.

It drowns out all the laughter, the happy parts,
All that filters through are the sobs from my heart.
It blinds me to all but a dreary grey,
All the vibrant colors slipped away.

So I prescribe myself to go through the day, laugh my laugh,
Until it sounds like the one from my happier half
And push the hurt to the back of my mind
Until the inevitable next time, an encounter most unkind.

Daddy I hate forgetting, I hate doing this to you
But Daddy it’s the only thing I can think of to do.

Was I Condemned?

Was I condemned from the start
To live life with this heart
That's filled up with so much hate and pain
No sunshine just rain
When I try to go 
Forward, try to fly right
They tell me I'm wrong
Never will I be right
My feelings locked
In a cage
I have so much damn rage
Rains of hate 
Cast down upon me
Tears of hurt
Falls down my cheeks
Razor blades tearing at my soul...

Was I condemned from the start
To live life with this heart
That's filled up with so much hate and pain
No sunshine just rain...

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