Bleeding-Paranoia

In Death I See Hope: insufficient emotion, breaking limbs and souls combined, foul play beyond conception, a twisted, malfunctioned mind. Tired of this fakeness, abundant lack of hope, screaming into darkness, hanging by my own rope. Failure of acceptance. society's shadow falls, lingering in hatred, deafened by depressions calls. Swallowed by the pain, covered in solitudes grip, allowing no communication, so in death I begin to slip. Grasping to a cliff edge, no thoughts circle nor sanity found, Faith lost among my sins, And in tragedy i begin to drown. Lifeless soul unwanted, fractured beyond repair, A broken little r

Blood Stains and Smudged Lipstick: Tears flowing silently, leaving a bitter trail of pain, Thoughts of violence circling me, I'm slowing going insane, Nothing making sense now, I'm cursed to hardened life, Curled with racing images of a time without the knife. Everything seems so distant, like a dream of normality's grip, A falsenened time of happiness, before this sinking ship, A time when smiles were meaningful, and light behind my eyes, Before my longing hope for a time when I could die. Mascara river now flowing, lipstick smudged through thought, Just an empty shell of acceptance now left feeling distraught, Soaked in sorrowful

~ Emerging Pain ~ Lingering hatred, a source only known for destruction, Pouring emotion, soothing with each twisted slice, A lost soul, fading with each tainted memory, A person who's humanity, you wouldn't look at twice. Seeping, seething, swelling, flesh glints with fear, Momentary nirvana, ecstasy flowing from me, My battered heart left withered and bruised, A torture that only shows, internally. Loneliness breeding, hope flakes in the darkness, Suffering slowly, as the pain draws near, Allowing my demons to create another beast, To transform me once more, to my deepest fear. Silence is threatening, death whispers my name, M

~ Closer to emptiness ~ Alone once more, suffering in grave silence, Miles of depression slowly drift, Another tempting blade calls, I can only succumb so this haunting memory. Darkness consuming, blood washes deeply over my soul, Now left with only disappointment, My thirst still apparent, No longer do I feel release, I no longer feel. A distant echo, beckoned by my breaking heart, Wounds grow further, Scars become my second skin, my battles lost, Numb once more, blood no longer satisfying. As time flows, emotions are lost, No longer do I ache for happiness, I only ache to feel, A black void, Slowly swallowing my only existen

~ Lost ~ Aching heart, So fragile and bruised, Never shall it trust again. Bleeding at the sight of 'him' How lost love can torture its gentle existence, Only memories keep it beating. The soft hum, Slowing as each lonely day passes, Dieing with no hope of 'him' returning. With each beat a tear falls, As life continues without love, Without any hope of being reunited with all who it craves. How the heart weeps, For knowing it has lost its precious soul, Lost, that tragic day that love said goodbye.

Sarah: It was a dark and cold November night. The sky as black as the emotions running through Sarah's heart, no night had been like this, it was a sign that the end was near. Sarah sitting alone, consumed by the thoughts of what the night could bring. The house was empty, the only sound came from her, as she sat crying into nothingness. It was inevitable, this night would bring only pain and sorrow. Like any other night, she made her way towards the kitchen, the blade was calling her, the voices now had control, the time had come. She slipped her hand gently to pick up her weapon, the faithful knife, the only one that cut for the depth she

~ The Red Rain Drops ~ The little red rain drops, begin to cascade, With each tiny droplet, my pain seems to fade, The rain, it occurs, each day without fail, Because without it, my past would prevail. The rain I cry for, I crave all it holds, I'll wait for the signs, as my hurt unfolds, I cant take the pressure, I give in once more, And I feel the red raindrops, fall to the floor. The drops become constant, just like a monsoon, But no one hears the storm, as Im locked in my room, The rain becomes heavy, it all starts to pour, Im laying alone, bleeding, on my bedroom floor. I see no escape, no where to hide from the rain, Becaus

~ Sweet Symphony ~ The soothing warmth of blood, flows in harmony with each breath, Playing a melody indescribable, the song that sings my death, Its sweet serenading, so tempting to my shattered soul, The only sound of silence that brings hope, and makes me whole. Each drop of blood that leaves me, plays its bitter end, It allows me to fake another smile, and pain I shall defend, My body is the instrument, my knife plays me with joy, Im left to embrace the sweetest sensation, feeling like a toy. I allow my mind to be captured, by the tempting flawless tune, The gentle caress of my blade, playing me, ending soon, I know with each n

Silent Thoughts Trifling just a bit, Singing sadly as I sit, Deliriously I am thinking, Into deeper madness my mind is sinking. Head falls to knees- still, Mind begins a quiet wander. Maybe take another pill, The question I so soundly ponder. Hoping time I might kill, As this spot on floor I shall squander. This play called life I play my part, Turning my plight into a lovely art. Full of pain I find my start, Through only disdain I languish my mark. Carrying my soul each passing day, Takes its toll in every way. Heart growing cold this cost I pay, My coffin is sold and here I lay.

Tears mix with rain, Fears mingle with pain. The agony of being alone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hurt and abused. Feeling used. The pain of being used as a doormat. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I bite, I flail, But to no avail. They won't leave me alone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I wish I could kill them, But instead I stare at the stem Of a problem blooming. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sooner or later I will gain, To wash away the pain Of depression.

Depression Just One More Subliminal Suggestion Before the Suicidal Tendencies That Won't Let Us Be Just Lets Us Bleed Just to see us Cry Eyes bloodshot red With the gun to our head Just to chicken out And be Depressed again