I was once told that, if you can't make your self happy... you can't make others happy.

I’m sorry. I am my own worst enemy. I was told to say three things about myself I liked. I couldn’t name one. I’m fine, really- I’m okay...I’ll be okay. It’s so hard to hate being you, even if you have a good life, a really good life. My biggest fight of the day ( Read more... )

 
A poor man's memory remembers all the nights he went without food but gave to his share to his kids

A poor man's memory remembers all the years he worked for everything he owned and in the blink of an eye everything was gone.

A rich man's memory remembers The stock rising,

the rich man remembers all the nights he tucked his beautiful children into ( Read more... )

I bet there is not one of you out there that truly knows who I am.

anyone who is close to me may know bits and pieces of me, and may think they know me better then anyone else...

im not that easy.

I will tell you one thing and mean the complete opposite.
I will fake a smile when needed because I was brought up to not let others see how your heart ( Read more... )

 
My frail old angel

One night I had a dream

I left a tale to tell

I dreamt I saw an angel

The poor thing he wasn’t well

His body bruised and battered

I could see that he could barely walk

He looked so tired and worn

I walked right up and asked him

“How could this be?”

He turned and paused a bit and these words he spoke to me

"I am your guardian angel

A great ( Read more... )

he hits the lights.
This doesn't seem quite fair.
Despite everything she learned from her friends,
she doesn't feel so prepared.
he's breathing quiet and smooth, she's gasping for air.
"This is the first and last time", she said.
he fakes a smile and presses his hips into hers.
She keeps her hands pinned down at her sides.
she's holding back from telling ( Read more... )

Suicide dress

this is my suicide dress
she told him
I only wear it on days
when I'm afraid
I might kill myself
if I don't wear it

you've been wearing it
every day since we met
he said

 
I don't know what it takes to feel beautiful. I can't feel the pain.
I cant save myself from what i know. I can't stop the rain.
I can't make it good again. I don't feel the shame.
I can't get away from my thoughts. I can't escape my own head.
I can't exorcise myself from me. I can't run away.
I can't exercise to the point where I feel human again.
I ( Read more... )

This is the same poem in the last post but when i coppied it from microsoft word it got mixed up so i wrote it out on here and hope you understand it a little more...lol 
Have a Nice Day...

I don't care if your life
Is ending today
When I am the one
Making blood spray
I'm the kid in the corner
With the pale white smile
And the homicidal mind
That's been ( Read more... )

 
Have a Nice Day...

I punish you now
For your evil deeds

Your feeling numbing
As your throat bleeds
And in this scene
Where your life has been spent
There's a lesson to be learned
Be friendly to the silent
I wish I could be there
As Satan greets you to say
"Welcome to Hell!
And have a nice day!"

I don't care if your life
Is ending today
When I am the one
Making ( Read more... )

Do you remember when you ran away and I got on my knees and begged you not to leave because I'd go bezerk, well you left me any how and then the days got worse and worse and then you I gone completely out of my mind, and they're coming to take me away, ha ha, they're coming to take me away, ho ho, ha ha, he he to the funny farm where life is ( Read more... )