UntitledI don't know why I keep trying. I don't know why I keep believing and hoping that one day things will change for the better and everything will be okay. I wake up everyday with the feeling of guilt with a tense feeling in my gut and a heavy heart. My mind tells me how I shouldn't do anything. That I'm better off away from others and have them forget about me, but then my heart wants to be alive and care for others. I fight through everyday to follow my heart and ignore this voice in my head, but it has been slowly killing me for the longest time. This voice makes me weak and reminds me how worthless I am. As years go by, it's only getting worse. Medications are becoming more difficult to handle. I want to give up. I can't handle these feelings of dread and pain. Only those who feel my pain can relate to this kind of phenomenon. I can't do or explain to have those I trust help me. They don't understand. They can't comprehend the consistant, wanting to disappear feeling that I go throughUntitled by QuietLikeSnow
Forgive MeAlone and afraid is what I feel todayForgive Me by QuietLikeSnow
Another moment of despise and betray
'tis just another day.
Calling in the distance a cricket of night
Blackest I've felt breathing in the sight
I hold a knife but without a light
I am too blind to find my heart.
Beating in my ears is all I hear
Wont I forget and finally disappear
Stop the pounding and the dark I fear
Or forever trapped in bloody tears.
Scream and cry into empty space
echoes of pathetic sobs in trace
There is nothing here for me in grace
Forgive and forget this face
Forgive and forget this place.
OkayIf I could sort my thoughts, then I would tell you exactly what I'm thinking.Okay by QuietLikeSnow
If I could explain the pleasure I felt tonight, then you would cringe with disgust.
If I could feel anything right now, then I hope it to be the sting on my skin.
If I could be okay, but that doesn't seem to be for me.
Hunched over all pathetic
with tears in my eyes- and
knowing later I'd regret it
i held that blade to my side.
My hair has been arranged in knots
and my glasses thrown somewhere on the floor
Where is my breathing I seemed to forgot
yet every breath aches my lungs even more.
Narrow and dark my vision recedes
as my throat suffocates my sense to calm
the fuck down but I still bleed.
I feel so high- I don't know what's going on.
Disappointing and childish I tell myself
I receive all the pain I deserve
and I can't even ask for your help
because all this pain is what you served.
I took and I swallowed every last word
every ounce of heart I felt today
was shredded, trampled on and burned.
A feeling I
UntitledI lie in bed with my arms wrapped around a pillow holding it to my chest like an embrace from someone.Untitled by QuietLikeSnow
I don't need someone- I don't need anyone-
No, please embrace me again, and just hold me for a while.
Maybe hum me a song that you made up at the top of your head,
oh, I'm good at this, see I don't need someone- I don't need anyone.
Have you ever slipped on ice before?
I have. It didn't necessarily hurt but more the fact that I just had to sit on the ground for a bit.
I scraped my hand but I know if I try to stand again I'll fall, and maybe I'll hurt something else.
If you try to help me stand then don't because it's dangerous and I don't want you to fall and scrape your hand-
I say I'm not feeling well.
I feel like a hollow, swollen, beaten, worthless piece of shit.
My body enters this abyss of fear and panic to the smell of joy because being happy and sad is a choice and I'm just too indecisive-
too indecisive- but I choose happy yet I'm given sad well no one ever said lif