how do you know
when i am crying?
how do you know
when im alive inside?
how do you know
anything about me?

you stand there
and pretend to see me
but really all you do
is look straight through

i am not glass
i am not opaque
so talk to me
not at me

i feel, i see
so dont turn me
into a fool
when i know im not

i do cry
but not on the outside
i do hurt
but i never show it

you say you
will help me
but instead
you do the opposite

why should i belive you?
the words that you say
are my feelings about you
also a lie

you used to tell me
how i felt
what i should say
never again

now i control my life

i escape from reality
into my own world
where nothing hurts
and i never bleed

love is only a word
does it really mean anything?
as i stand here on the edge
can that word bring me back?

i want to jump
to be free of myself
of everyone i know
of the world

but wishes never come true
and why should they?
if people are selfless
then they shouldnt have any wishes

does that make everyone selfish?
or does it make us human?
no one will know the answer
or maybe we do, deep insde

i take one step off the edge.....

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i never look in the mirror
i am nothing
if i did look at myslef
then i would surely

destroy it

i want to brake this cage
i dont want to fly
there is no need
to reach the sky

destroy it

i dont want to
be here anymore
i dont see the point
its in my very core

destroy it

i know if i go
there will be
alot of questions to answer
why cant they see?

destroy it

why did she die?
why would she suicide?
my answer to them is
becuase i am sick of being here

destroy it

brake the glass
with my bare fists
each little peice
a fragile memory

destroy it

we do not fear death
we are afraid of what
happens afterwards
is it not?

destroy it

lets see deep into
watery eyes
lets open up
old wounds of ours

lets see into our souls

you were the person
i leaned on
who dried my tears
if i cried
what happens when
roles are reversed
the curtain raises before i am ready
i am to become the strength
and you the weeper
can i really do this?
im not as strong as u
seeing u cry
makes me wish to cry
those clear white tears
but i hold you in my arms
while u shake beneath them
like a child
my heart breaks
but like u have done for me
i will keep it strong
and put ur pieces back together

memories fade
pictures burn
life taken
away from me

i may forget u
no i will forget you
another page torn
from my book

i remember steps
moving away
no turning back now
just keep moving

we stay i touch
now and again
say one worded answers
theres not much to say

then there is silence
we were friends once
talkin about secrets
and favorite bands

but now we have split
i go my way
you go yours
i dont feel like me anymore

even though
i will meet people,
make new friends
i dont want to forget you

please dont forget me

pencil drawing
so easily erased
from snow white paper
time and time again

time ticks by
on an invisible clock
it never stops
till our light goes out

a gun is held
against my head
i should fear it
i should scream and run away

but im not scared

take my life
why should i care?
blood will cover your hands
and everything else

my face in the mirror
is always cryin
tears of rubies
from saphire eyes

each day i wake up
i do not put my face on
but cut myself
for another day has begun

in this twisted life

never looking in the mirror
because i will see
a person in a mask
lookin back at me

keep on this mask
never leave it behind
since life
is never kind

if i take it off
people will be able to see
the truth
the real me

lies have made me
this way now
but i dont
know how

sit in the corner
quiet and still
people asking
is she alive or did she kill?

keep my true emotions
behind closed doors
cry behind the mask
forever more

who cares about
what im feeling
they will all laugh
as i am healing

broken peices
smash even more
into the ground
into the core

rain crashes down
onto me
holding me agaisnt the floor
cutting my skin for all to see

but at least i still have the mask
to hide this truth from those that pass

i stand before my younger self
does she even recognize me?
her large blue eyes
look into mine

what were my dreams back then?
i wonder what i wanted to be?
as i saw the world
through innocent eyes

am i all that she wants to be?
this pitiful form standin before her
as she is dressed in snow
i am dressed in blood

she tries to reach out to me
but i fall back into the shadows
all truth is shown
as the wall around me fades

does she want to become me?
am i in her wishes?
i cant remember anymore
do i even want to?

rain has washed it all away
down to the sea
through the rivers
and through their lives

never to become real

innocent girl stood before me
what changed to make u into me?
thats right, learning the truth
of this world

that pain and sorrow rule over these lands

the rainbow turned to black
the sun went down and never returned
the birds stopped singing
and the plants withered in ur hands

nothing remains in that world anymore
as pure turned to stained
live ur life innocent creature
for one day u will learn

and soon it will be u looking back
into the eyes of ur younger self

knife to my throat
gun to my head
heart bleeding instead

which one will kill me first?

i could slit my throat
and watch the red water flow
and ask the question so?

i could pull the trigger
instant death takes place
and so blood drains from my face

i could sit and wait
as the peices can never fit back
because there are some that i lack

so which would kill you first?

the knife?
the blade?
or a bleeding heart?

your a great writer... your poems are awesome.. I love em'

Your a awesome writer i so wish you could get these published wow they are great keep writing!