im done
im done with this site i hope you all have good lives. cuz i know i wont. this site has gotten way out of control
blood,bullets&bodies.
A murderer
A knife in hand
Blood all over
A murderer
Holds the gun
Bullets everywhere
A murderer
Grasps a life
Bodies’ scattered
A murderer
Running from their problems
Doesn’t look back
A murderer
Victim of the time
her biggest change.
Tears flow down that beautiful face
She lives in a hell everyday
Thoughts of suicide come easily
The trigger has touched her fingertips to much
The razor has made
&its too muchh.
The fake giggle that escapes those lips
The black mascara rivers that come from those eyes
The awful thoughts that plague her mind
The mayhem she has gone
this plague.
Head aches plague my mind
Thoughts of you
That I don’t want to find.
I want to close my eyes
And say
My final goodbyes.
So cut my wrist
And hope
secrets&lies.[[readd]]
[note-so ya iam back for a wittle bit. but im not going to be here for that long cuz i have to get shit straightened
&theTragedyy.[[important please read]]
[note-after today i will most likely not be on that often because i have decided i need help & all this crap has gotten out
&thisdecayingdeath[[part 5]]
[note-sorry for the wait.&i hate winter &snow ®ina &school.]enjoyy.
Suddenly the voice said hi Ben I have been waiting for you to notice that piece
&thisdecayingdeath[[partfour]]
[note-sorry for the wait & this one does suck terrible it has no point to it but whateverrrr]]enjoy.
So as Ben walked on he thought
morbid death.
To many things
Swirling around
In my head
And making me insane
To much to handle
Can’t think of one thing
Without another problem
Intercepting these thoughts
All these morbid thoughts
That I




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