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A smile is supposed to be real, not fake
But instead, people think that they can just take
Even when someone takes their life, just with the hold of a very sharp knife
Once you start bleeding, you'll soon be needing
A hug from a loved one, cuz without it you're done
I know I'm sounding, like I'm drowning
The truth is I am, and I feel like damn
I'm not lying, when saying I'm dying
Cuz I feel like hell, trapped in a cell
Without any luck, I feel so stuck.
It's R.I.P, now you see what its like to be me
I feel this stress, so, I need some test
But with this mess, I really need some rest.
Lying in bed, in my head
Already I feel dead.
I don't want a gun, I just need to run
But every time I try, I just want to cry
Feeling like pain, it drives me insane
I don't want to whelp, but I need the help
I know I need saving, cuz I hate caving
Into depression.
I hate the expression, because friends come and go, but you know what though, the real ones stay.
Even if you say, I don't need you because they know what you've been through
They'll be there forever, and never let you say never.
I tried to OD, but that’s not me
I know I’m strong.
My mind can be wrong yet I needed time to think
But then i would sink,l ike a sinking ship
With a little rip.
I wanted to ride, yet I feel like I’m tide
I become more sicker, when I'm triggered.
I feel like ing and my heart has been ripped
Take some bullets, grab a gun, pull the
trigger, now I'm gone
I was done with life but I didn't want to die,
so, I grab the knife but I only make a letter saying goodbye. But I put it to the side and start to cry.
I feel so trapped and so very crappy but I start rap about my feelings.
My depression is very aggressive so make myself progressive and I start testin myself.
I'll feel like drowning when I'm down and on the ground so I start making my rounds.
My Demons won't be seein

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The Past

I battled against the depression even though there was so much aggression, but now my confession is that I have love from others who care.
I won that battle but now I need to win the war, even if I'm sore and torn.
I need to heal and know my life is real.
I know inside im hollow and my sorrow is affecting me, but I need to unlock this collar before it swallow me deep.
My past is ing steep, and my life was being reaped by death, but I kept goin.
I thought of suicide so many times, but even though I died inside, I went for the ing ride.
I was so scared of falling in love with anyone, but I realized that I have to hold on to some even if I became heartbroken.
I felt lost, wondering what was the cost so I completely tossed the trust.
My feelings maybe rusty but please trust me when I say that I love you, I mean it's true, I do.
You make me happy but sadly, I still have trust issues and easily hurt badly.
Promise me, you will keep my heart and not tear it apart.
I've been abused in the past, but I know that it won't last and the scars heal fast.
The pain I felt and the demons I have dealt will come back.
I write rap songs and I will keep doing this for so long.
I know I am strong, I do things wrong but
I pour my heart out on this, and I remember what happened from my wrist, so now I show my fist to the struggles I've been through.
I now know I am tough to get through the parts that are rough.
I thought I would be in my grave by my 23rd birthday but I said that I may survive the pain that drained my mind and the life’s game will help my gain power that won’t make me sour.
I felt like I was on top of a tower the I was about to jump from but you got me to come down the safe way so I can see the bright of day.
So, I say thank you for the love you give me in a way I can see that I am the key to not lose my mind.
I felt like a monster for years, with so many tears and death was falling near.
Will you carry me through the pain inside my brain, and help me stay sane.
I was tested you so long and I would think I'm wrong and that so I would be gone.
Relationships would fall apart, so I have a broken heart but if you stay then it will work out.
I do want to move out into my own place, but my mom doesn't want me to leave her with her mental case.
I feel like I'm in a race to find a job, but the door nob to the freedom is locked.
I want her to wake up before I run away from the days of pains.
If you stay, I will always be here for you even if I have to sacrifice my life.
I was tryin to cope, but the feeling of hanging from the rope was in my dead and wishing I was dead.
When you came along, I felt wanted and cared about.
I sometimes still feel like I'm cast out but you saved me from the hell I was in.
Even though I'm in a cell, you make me feel free and who I can be.

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Troubled Soul

Troubled soul, that’s not whole
Anymore and a shadow, that’s got a hold.
So, scared about the dare
From the demons’ pair
With a snare.
Feeling grounded and pounded
By the demon howlin to bound me
And dragging me round.
Being depressed but trying my best
To get some ing rest and yet
I have to confess that I feel possessed
By the evil.
Troubled soul, that’s not whole
Anymore and a shadow, that’s got a hold.
The demons are screamin
While I'm dreamin.
We are all heathens, with feelins
Dealin with no meanin.
I assume that the wound will stay in my room with the feeling of doom.
When I feel trapped, I rapped
About the feeling of being wrapped.
Troubled soul, that’s not whole
Anymore and a shadow, that’s got a hold.
I'll be in bed, inside my head
With the dread I fled
And my mind has sped with the pain.
Sadly, my brain is starting to drain
When it rains.
When I complain, I am constrained
And it drives me insane.
I feel chained and my veins
Are poisoned.
Troubled soul, that’s not whole
Anymore and a shadow, that’s got a hold.
My heart is falling apart with the hell I'm in.
I'm like fine art that's a start of the dark.
A coffin is often the option that softens for me.
The potion is a killer motion in my ocean.
But the mission is a vision
Of collision.
The weather's cold, this feeling gets old
And I was told to be bold
But how can I when my soul is fading.
I hate the date it all traded the smiles I had.
They expect my profile is all smiles
But that’s not my style and for awhile
It’s been feeling hostile.
Troubled soul, that’s not whole
Anymore and a shadow, that’s got a hold.
Is it a sin to grin because I have been?
I guess that means then I’m going down again.
The sound that’s got me bound to the ground, and starts the countdown.
My depression always questions my session with my aggression wanting the confession of my expressions and my obsession.
I feel the possession and that’s why I have my own rap sessions.
Others will ask you “did you know she was depressed?”
And then you confessed that you knew I was stressed.
Troubled soul, that’s not whole
Anymore and a shadow, that’s got a hold.

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Happy

I want to be HAPPY again, is that at all a sin
My life is crappy and I’m starting to get snappy.
But how can I have a smile when I’ve been faking it for a while.
I feel so trapped inside my head; I know everybody wishes I was dead.
Cryin in my bed and always said...
Why is my life such a mess, it's bad when I don't want to get dressed.
I'm just down and depressed
They don’t listen to me, but now they can
see the hell I was in I finally has a key.
Don’t ignore it so why aren’t you supportive
Because I wake up in the mornin, and still not feelin important.
I'm trying to cope but without hope,
What's life at all?
I always call for help but it always falls apart.
I always ask this “Why Is Life? Am I worth it? Do I deserve this? Did I earn this? Why did you burn it? Should I quit”
Let me reword it!
I died inside; I just might draw the line.
In spite of me being tied by the demons’ guide and the feeling of always needing to hide.
Did I sign something for me to take a dark ride?
As I smile, look into my eyes, do you see the cries inside?
I just want to fly very high in the sky
But people go by all the lies that they're tied too.
My emotions are as deep as the ocean but the happiness has been stolen.
I never would get the reasons why the torture would always hit.
I feel tied to the demons that always made me cry always at night feelin like there's that
I'll never see the light.
I the dark is so bright and I am tied to the bed as I'm stuck in my head, feelin like I'm dead.
I'm seein red where the demons always said that the dread will always spread.

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Demons

The demons are calling me
So, I will completely see
The how the darkness is so deep
And so very steep, I'm so ing up
Completely stuck, in the deep muck
Without the ing luck, I need to survive
The dark, it's breaking my soft heart
My lost soul, is now turning cold
I'm so grateful, I never let go
And for mistakes, even though it would always break me, and tries to take me
Away from the future I have, but everybody
Makes me feel like nothing, I'm demons
Are starting to bother me.
My game, is tamed
the same thing
In my mind, but sometimes I can't find
The kind of sanity I need
And it's a problem, which I need to solve them
Being a  can stick
But it ed up and that's what sup.
I'm trash, such an outcast
Feelin lost, and what's the cost
If I'm found, with the sound
Who's wearing the crown, because I'm drowning
Going down, in the deep
Where the cliff is steeper and the reaper
With take me, and see me
Struggling to see, what it's like to be free.
Feelin like I'm trash, such an outcast
Feelin lost and what's the cost
If I'm found, with the sound
Who's wearing the crown
Because I'm drowning
Going down, in the deep
Where the cliff is steeper
And the reaper, will take me
And see me, in hell
Locking me in the cell.
Wondering why, I feel dead inside
Because I cry, wanting to be alright
And to see the light.
Not feelin worth it, so I serve them
The feelin I have, in a rap.
My vision is just sittin
Staring at my life, wishin it right.
But the sight is nice in the dark
So, I stay there, with so much care.
The pain is back again
And I don’t know why, so I try
To pick myself up, but it sucks
Feeling like this, worthless.
When I see a bruise, I feel like I lose
Everything I had.
Trying to stay strong, even tho
Nothing is wrong, but something inside
Keeps me from the fight.
I start sulking, remembering the bullies
Who had put me down and make me feel like drownin.
The impact, always just sat
The back of my mind
So, I try to dry my tears
And feel like I’m going somewhere.
Tryin to be a giver, so, others have hope
To learn to cope, but the rope,
Is saying ‘nope’, and drags me down a slope.
My heart is like fine art for the worlds new start so sweetheart
You’re not alone.
I want a fresh start but when they take my heart and tear it apart.
Please, someone save me
From the mess, before I guess
I should end it.
The pain I feel drives me insane
But I will gain power from the rain

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War

War inside
In my mind, but yet
I can’t find, The set
Of my heart.
If I try, My hardest
I will, start to cry.
Hurt in me, Life I see
Will be, completely
unfree.
Safety and Protection, Making corrections
In my life’s, Connections
Seeing me, Fall apart
And be, Broken.
Blade in my hand, Sitting on my bed
The doors locked, Music playing
Tears are falling, Nightmares forming
Scared of failing, Thinking bad thoughts
Feeling worthless, Tired of faking
The smile on, My face anymore.
Razor Blades, Make me cave
Inside my mind, To the point
I can’t find, the smile I’ve been
Looking for, for so ing long
And feeling gone.
Oh, my heart
Is falling apart, and I can't see
What I'm suppose, to be
Nor do I believe
In me.
They dare, me even from far
I'll be in the car, rapping hard
To cope, with hope
So, don't worried
I'm not sorry.
My life's a mess, I'm in distress
With being depressed, I like standing in the rain
So, I can wash away the pain, and gain
Power.
I want to change.
All lives, are somehow happy
But I’m broken, and outspoken.
I want you to care, and be treated fair.
I’m doing the, best I can
So, I need your hand.
I need a plan, to have a
Mom who understands
I am myself, but I need help from you
Too.

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The Feelin

The Feelin
Feelin low
As the sun goes
The shadow
Finally stole
My strong soul
Now my core
Is hollow
Wanting to overdose
And fall into comatose
I’m down
Deep into the ground
As my heart pounds
Digging my grave
Feelin the wave
That destroys me in the grey
The pain
Is heavy a chain
Inside my brain
Feeling restrained
With the gain
That drives me insane

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I'M Learning, To Not Be Lonely

I'm learning, to not be lonely
And coping, but the darkness is soaking
Inside my mind, to the point I can't find
The line, and the sign.
I want to get well, but I feel like in hell
Locked in a cell, so you can tell.
My mind's in distressed, feeling depressed.
And the aggression is over takin
My life so well, so, can get some help
Because I can't do it myself.
I feel trapped, being wrapped
With captain of the demons.
I can see'em, their steamin
Towards me, so scary,
But I'm the storm that has the swords
To kill them, while they drink their gin.
Feelin like I'm tied, with the line
Always saying I'm fine
But the art in my heart is falling apart.
Thinkin about dying now I'm crying
And trying so hard to fight to reach the light.
I'm in a battle to save my life
Because I know it's right even tho the dark is bright.
You broke my heart, and tore it apart
So, I'm in the dark, you left a mark
Now I'm crying, Feelin like dying
I'm not lying, You and me
RIP.
Now you see, what you did to me
I'm misunderstood, No, I'm not good
You where rude, And critical.
I thought you ruled, My life
But now the spite, Burned my light
And now it's not so bright, you’ll spit on my grave, when comes my day
The sky will be grey, you won't miss me
And soon you'll see, The only key
Is in Hell, Locked in the cell
And you will tell, The dwell.
Other people, I wasn't a keeper
But a seeker, As I get deeper
In the fire, But I'm a fighter
Trying to be lighter, And I won't let the bright go
So I learned to cope, With the demons
When I see them.
I'm so stressed, With no rest
Tryin to do my best, But I'm a mess.
I act fearless, But my dear
I'm feelin, The killin
In my mind, making me not find
The kindness, In my soul
It's a toll, And it's cold
In the hell's deeper, Part with the reaper
Who's a keeper, Of all lost souls.

Best Poems Written by Anastasia Hutto

Hate Me

Please Understand Me

A Smile

The Past

Troubled Soul

Happy

Demons

War

The Feelin

I'M Learning, To Not Be Lonely