I probably shouldn't post stuff like this...

[pinkhandbag IV]

Repression
Aggression
Agitation
Frustration
Paranoia
To destroy you
Anxiety
I got plenty.

Sleep
That's for the weak
Eating
That's cheating
Crying
Cause I'm dying
Lying
Still trying.

Medication
Deliberation
Don't touch?
Take too much?
Keep it quiet
Try and fight it
Say I'm fine
Just divine.

Blood to hide
Tortured minds
Don't come near
Need to disappear
Restless
Joyless
Pretending
'Till the ending.

Pain
Still the same
Still alive
Well I tried
Getting on
Days too long
Always dark
With a broken heart.

Rejection
Imperfection
Romance
Last chance
Never true
Well fuck you
Everyone
I'm done.

Different names
Same games
Can't play
Always betrayed
No more
I implore
Desperation
Infatuation.

I wait
Wishing to hate
Smoking
Choking
Drinking
Thinking
Dreaming
Silently screaming.

Isolation
Recriminations
Depersonalization
Aberration
I was wrong
So so long
I am
nobody's nothing.

[pinkhandbag IV]

Alone.
I lie and think of all the times,
That were bad, when we cried,
Together.
Now I cry alone, just me,
No trouble to anyone else
Just reminiscing.
As I lay here dying.

You.
Wont know and you wont care,
Maybe one day, not now.
Broken.
You left me here,
In this cold and empty room,
Far away.
As I lay here dying.

And my head does ache,
And my hands start to shake,
The room is spinning round,
I cannot find the ground.
And somewhere there's a voice,
Calling to me through the dark,
All the demons are closing in,
And I can't slow my racing heart.

Just maybe I was wrong,
Just maybe I could still belong,
But I tried so many times,
All it did was torture my mind.
Your words come back to hurt,
And I know what I'm doing is right,
Lie still and feel the pain,
As I release and give up the fight.

Soon.
The pain will go away,
We wont have to cry anymore,
Ever.
No one can touch me now,
Free, I can drift away
And forget.
As I lay here dying.

[pinkhandbag IV]

The church bells are ringing
As I reach for your hand
I grasp only the air
Because you're not there
Inside you lie
Free from this life
And I just can't cry
Though it's killing me inside

I was just too late
I could have saved your life
And now you have gone
Why should I carry on?
Bury me beside
I don't want this life
If the world holds no you
Then I wish to die too.

[pinkhandbag IV]

Fighting the guilt that cannot be shed
Raised on it
Self doubt born and bred
The child will obey
You made her that way
Now she cannot escape
To her own life

Faulty wiring short-circuting the mind
Raised that way
Only remembering the unkind
The child will pay
You made her that way
Trapped in her thoughts
All her life

[pinkhandbag IV]

Scalding hot water
To wash away traces of you
Scrub the skin hard
Until the blood seeps through
Rise away the shame
The knowledge that I'm a fool
Again, again I never learn
Always find somebody to be cruel

Take what you wanted
And then you dissapear
Not a single word of kindness
To allieviate my tears
lying alone in my bed
Watching the days and nights pass by
What's the point of going out?
When all I want to do is cry

Broke the razor took the blade
Let the pain and betrayal out
Running scarlet down my arm
A scar to remind me to always doubt

[pinkhandbag IV]

I slept for hours just to forget
And I woke up before the dawn
Head still aching, painful reminders
It was good for a while

Those days have ended

It will never be the same again
You don't know yourself
You're not the nice person you think you are
And neither am I

But at least I do try

It's all up to you now
Just do what you like
I can follow for miles right behind
Until I die

When you stab me in the heart

[pinkhandbag IV]

Sorry, I really am just trying to make people uncomfortable now.

[Glurve]

Don't worry, I tend to skim past any poetry posted on messageboards without reading it so you're not making me feel uncomfortable

[tigger]

Wow! Cant believe iv only just read this post. It doesnt make me uncomfortable, i love it. Some of the stuff you write Bry rings very true with me.

[Jed]

lots of self harm ones there bry!

Jed
be careful!

[pinkhandbag IV]

It's just poetry Jed, I'm not sat here with a broken disposable razor listening to MCR or anything.

[Wilkesandliberty]

It's just poetry Jed, I'm not sat here with a broken disposable razor listening to MCR or anything.

I am after reading them......Joke.

There good