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She thought she had cried the last tears of sadness from her memory Yet more tears meant for silent nights stream down her pale, clamy face Her tortured soul lies crumpled and deflated at the bottom of a dark, empty chasm Dust has settled on her cold, dead heart, that stopped beating years ago She allows the hot tears to sting her face once more as she reaches for something to dull her pain A knife, it\'ll do, shes used it many times before As she slices through her thin skin She feels the warm release Pain is replaced by more pain, until she can can feel no more Ah, the feeling is so sweet She lies back and lets the feeling of calm

It feels cold against my palm I hold it so softly Something so small can make such a difference I want the pain to end To stop these unbearable thoughts Something so small can make such a difference My hand trembles slightly as I press it against my scalp My finger curls around the trigger Something so small can make such a difference I take my last breath Creul images flashing through my mind Something so small can make such a difference She pulled the trigger Sweet crimson wetness dripped down the cream walls Thoughts that once tainted her mind Now taint the walls

she had spent ages building it up felt like years it was tall and beautiful perfectly designed many windows covered its exteerior made for curious inquisitors of her creation now those windows are broken the walls have crumbled in for someone stepped on her creation they crushed it, broke it, disregarded it now all she is left with is a broken shell what was once great, full of hopes, dreams and expectations she kneels infront of her once beautiful chateu of dreams and runs her fingers through the grains of her heart tears pour from her blue eyes as she watches her dreams pass through her hands so small so insignificant so p

she lies amongst her teddies so comfortable, so cozy, so peaceful she sleeps a deep sleep, dreaming of flowers and bright days for her days are far from bright she is daddy\'s little girl she is his release she knows what shes on this earth for to make daddy feel better and relaxed why would she know any different shes only a baby the bruises only last for a few days the pain lasts for less she knows not to cry, to show herself up daddy doesnt like that \'crying is only for the sad, and your not sad are you\' said daddy this house was never filled with laughter and memories of happy days only, and always, an eery silence fill

She feels empty Like her body is just a shell for an infinity of darkness inside Closed off in her own little world Where it is so dark She can see through the darkness Because shes been there too long The blackness has become light If she were to emerge from her hole, it would be too bright Reality would kill her She needs to stay in her shell For safety To survive

She once graced the skies Ever so fragile, she soared high above the clouds She watched the sunrise and sunset from her flower filled garden Now she cowers in the corner Her wings protecting her from her master Those once pristine, bright white wings Are now dirty, black and torn to shreds Yet she still pulls the remaining tethers around her frail and battered body She needs protection, and her wings are her only hope But they have nearly all gone Snapped featheres litter the floor Out of her reach, too far away to be repared They are gone She sits there shaking and tired Hungry and dirty Waiting for release She buries her hea

blood stained pillows absorb my broken tears of yesterday eyes bloodshot pouring tears breaths sharp like knives, needles puncture skin pain, so much pain memories of clear nights and clean sheets fill my mind sleepless nights filled with thoughts, wonderings blood stained sheets engulf me blood stained pillows suffocate me just from tears my silly little tears

Troubled sleep Blackened nights Haunted dreams These ghosts will never leave Bright days Summer breeze Dark soils Those ghosts absorb my presence Happy children Singing beautiful tunes Among the howls of my stalkers Never to be free Release is a joke I\'m forever to be haunted By my faceless ghosts

Falling leaves From silver trees Grace the ground With no trace of sound In this place You leave a blank face No more to say You cannot stay You must go, I wish I didnt know The reason for you pain, If only I wasnt so vain. You once warmed my bed Now, I just wish you dead Betrayal is my fire What used to be my desire Sick and twisted Who is the liar I thought I had you Fresh like the morning\'s dew No longer do you have me No longer I am me My lips make no sound As my broken heart falls to the ground

Red ribbons slide of my wrists Fall on the floor in a puddle of crimson softness A story told from within the ribbons spilled Liflessly on the floor Clear diamonds slide down my cheeks Skin absorbing the priclessness of the moment Fully aware of how much it is worth The diamonds join the ribbons and embrace Brown hair swirling around my shoulders Catching the remains of those diamonds Trying hard to save them so magnificently My ribbons aren't made of slik or lace They surround me gently As more diamonds slide down my face Diamonds turn to rubies Minutes pass into hours All the hours you've let slip by And now you're sleeping