Have you ever wanted to die?
So bad
That you stood in the bathroom
A knife or a razor blade in hand
Maybe a boodle of pills
And a glass of water
And you stared at the mirror
Just wishing you'd die
But then you started to think
About your mom and your dad
Your sisters and brothers
Your nephews and nieces
All of your friends
And you put down the knife or the razor blade
You put away the pills
And you walked away
Acting like nothing ever happened
But the thoughts of your family and friends
Never stay for long
Day's week's maybe months later
Your back to thinking about suicide and death
Broken hearts and Bloody wrists by Yamaoni, literature
Literature
Broken hearts and Bloody wrists
Ribbons in her hair and scars beneath her sleeves
Her soul is slowly dying as tormentors turn to thieves
The mask on her face doesn't cover her eyes
So she can't cover her sorrow with her lies
She's so beautiful
It's breathtaking
She's so sorrowful
It's heartbreaking
Trace your veins with this blade,
Still the fiery flames of hate
Your pleasures pain, a steel caress,
You hide your hurt, shield your distress
She's so beautiful
It's breathtaking
She's so sorrowful
It's heartbreaking
When comes the time for pain to end?
Until that day your heart descends
Your soul gives up, your life decays
You'll find no cause to change y
Bloody Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
Silver bells and cockleshells
And pretty maids all in a row.
Bloody fingers, name that lingers,
Though not bloodstained anymore,
Evil names, divided blames,
When I search inward through your core.
Rosary and blasphemy,
"Holy Mother, smite those new
Wave believers, faith decievers,
Bring then back to what is true."
Beloved sister, watch her, mister,
Eagle's eye and fox's ear,
Your every breath, Elizabeth,
Await your turn, oh don't you dare.
Love to hate, religion - state,
This is what I recall of you,
Not a thing is comforting
When life is fading, love is blue.
Dreamed