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I see what is hidden behind your Cheshire smile
You cannot hide your pain from me
We've been friends for quite awhile
And those cuts upon your wrists will begin to heal
If you let me in to tell you just how amazing you are
Cause you are beautiful no matter who says different
Everyone has a dream
But it is the ones who know the pain of reality that make their dreams true....
 Sep 2014 Think
Camellia-Japonica
Re absorption of Summer into Autumn.
Time to reflect on the hot sunny days
now turning to a crisp cold gold.
Last of colour before a blanket
of white.
© JLB
12/09/2014
09:50 BST
Look to the hill tops, look for burning trees, souls screaming, animals running while set ablaze, minds racing, look to the hill tops, for forgiveness, for happiness, for peace, look to the hill tops, where the four winds are blowing, look to the hill tops, so you can imagine, just imagine how those hill tops can be anything you want them to be, ha, when looking to the hill tops you see the horizon, you see a beautiful sky, a sky only made up by your imagination, a sky so beautiful you can't believe you made It up, look to the hill tops,  where one day you to will be free
You told me you loved me, you told me I was the only one, how many times are you going to break my heart,  you said you loved me, now is that true
Silence.... Quiet.... Shut your ******* trap!
What would make you think I'll be held down by this strap?
Release me! Free me! Or I'll **** you too!
You better unleash me or I'll be the end of you
All I did was quiet his scream in which I heard from his heart.
He was begging to lose his life, even from the start.
His clock would not stop ticking, and my ears soon did grow soar.
So I took my knife, cut off his head and threw it out the door.

This cannot be, must be a dream!!!
This cannot be as it seems....
They're hooking up the chair and the lights keep flashing bright.
The smell of burning flesh and hair are filling up this night.
I cannot be slayed, I refuse to die this way.
I will survive and **** for one more day!!!!
Sitting in a class with unfamiliar faces
Trying not to collapse while my heart races
None of them know of the hit I took last night
It wasn't even worthy of calling a fight
His slap to my face only shattered my heart
How could I not see the darkness within him from the start?
It doesn't matter. Not one bit, it happens.
But does anyone care?

All alone I refuse to eat, others around me conversing and having fun
I wonder if they'll ever see me when their conversations are done
No? That's alright, I've been alone most of my life anyways, it's no big deal.
It's just I wish I had friends to rid me of this emptiness I feel.
It's alright, it happens.
But would they notice if I were gone?

They seem disappointed that I stumble and do not provide.
Even though I have proven how hard I have tried.
Enough for me is too little for them.
If they feel that way, why don't my parents just let me go then?
It's ok.... it happens
Is this who I am? Am I the person who will go down in history as "it happens"?
When will enough be enough.......?
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