Three of my older poems. This one was written about when I was about 17 when I was reflecting back on the day I left my mother's house at the age of 13. Don't My life spent in that cell Don’t let it burn Has left me with a soul that can’t rest Don’t break my wings This house burns hot as hell Don’t watch the tables turn As I clutch my ticket out to my chest Don’t listen as I scream You always liked it when I fell Don’t leave and try to return Even when I was trying my best Don’t think for you I bleed Now I have scars with their stories to tell Don’t, just stop, have you heard? My life’s been the opposite of blessed Hmm.. this next one is pretty personal and based on one of my real experiences, and I have scars to prove it. The end was a little dramatic, though. None of them could have really killed me x_x;; It was also written when I was seventeen. Basically I'm saying that in a world where all people seem to want to do is make you angry and hurt you in every way possible, the only thing that is real and true is well.. self mutilation and your own blood. By the end of the poem, though, I realize that what I'm doing is stupid and that I wasn't really a good friend to myself by doing those things. In some ways me doing that was kinda a cry out for attention even though I never showed them to anyone. But don't worry, I don't do this anymore ^^;; Seventeen Scars #1 for all my pent up anger #2 for rough hands against my skin #3 is a little too deep, I'm in danger #4 has the sensation of sweet sin I'll give you something to believe, to trust The blood upon my wrist is no lie Is seventeen scars for seventeen years enough? The razor blade clenched in my fist is no lie #5 for another stupid fight #6 for the dark that I fear #7 hurts, my chest goes tight #8 brings on the tears If you don�t listen I'll give you something to regret My bleeding wrist never has lied Seventeen scars for a warning, a threat The blade in my fist seduces, but never lied #9 for the molested child #10 for his betrayal between my thighs #11 makes my emotions run wild #12 is too shallow, sorry, nice try I'll give you a way to understand My wrist won�t stop bleeding, it�s NOT A D*** LIE Seventeen scars crafted with my own hand The razor my fist won't stop feeding, it's NOT A D*** LIE #13 for my mother who doesn't care #14 for the critical voices in my head #15 reminds me that my father wasn't there #16 just stained the sheets on my bed I'll give you a reason to cry The blood spilled from my wrist is drying, didn't lie Seventeen scars always asking me "Why?" Across my room the razor's flying, didn't lie #17 hit a main blood vessel #17 Down my spine, sends chills #17 for my life, begins to wrestle #17 is the type that kills I've given myself a reason to question My bloodied wrist sold me a lie Seventeen scars have taught me a lesson The blade thrown away sold my wrist a lie This is the first poem I wrote, that I actually have kept and recorded down. There were a few before it but I threw them all out x_x;; Basically one of my best friends was trying to help me and I wouldn't let him, and last time he tried to help this other girl she turned against him and hated him. I wrote this when I was 14 Just Like You They tell me that I'm just like you That I've said the things you said That I'm following the same path as you I say I'm not, I deny... You said you'd never change Well I'm saying that too They said you were sweet Well I am too They say they tried to help you Like they are helping me They say that you could have been strong If you only had tried Well I'm trying, and trying But I slowly let it control me And I'm crying, I'm crying And I realize that I don't wanna be like you They say I'm letting it hold me down Just like those darkened chains held you I've fought for years And I can't stand it anymore They say you turned against them Well I don't want that to happen too Cause friends are there to care for you And I need them whether I want them or not So, tell my friends they don't need to worry Cause I'm not entirely like you I'll dance upon the edge But I will never fall
