IwillNOTbow2741

She's the one you pass by on the street, the one you sit next to in class, the one who gets laughed at every day while you sit idly by ...

What is life? Is it the reality where there is no hope, Or mabey it's the memories you have of hope and every thing elits doesn't matter, Its it a ...

As I lay ont the grass in the freezing rain, I think of you, my only friend. The one who saved me from drowning in my pain. Life has been ...

No one rembers how i got this way, and honestly no one cares. They say they hate me because I'm quiet, but they don't understand. I was torchered because of ...

When someone asks how I am I lie. I say that I'm okay or I'm good, but the truth is most of the time I'm not. No one knows that ...

No one knows, no one knows about my worst fear. The fear that would kill me if it came true. I act like I'm strong, I act like I don't ...

For every tear I should have shed there is a scar. For every scar there is a break. For ever break there is death, the death is a certaint snap ...

Why, Why is it I suffer through this? I can't let this go. How can I still stand these people without killing them after what they did? People never change ...

Poem I wrote to get feelings out...

note* this is not to reveal MY pain, i wrote it so it could apply to other people if they are hurting inside.

She comes to you with a dead look on her face, Blood running down her arm and dripping on the floor a razor in her other hand. "I'm fine." She ...

I get ready to go back to the hell I go to everyday. Each day always is the same. I get hit with the pain and fear of breaking down ...

You burned the bridge connecting us as friends, You had no regrets doing so, I saw it in your eyes. Yet you come to me again months after the fall, ...

No one notices her, The one all alone. She sits there everyday saying nothing, She waits for her turn to speak. Everything you do, Everything you say, She takes into ...

Also a new poem, Dear Emma. It's way back because I published it in a empty slot I got by accidently publishing a poem twice.

Will I ever be truly happy? How long until I kill this pain? This pain is slowly consuming me alive. The only time I get relief is when I'm away. ...