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I feel nothing.The numbness is almost comforting
The feeling of absolutely nothing
No sadness, no anger
Just dead silence
I couldn't care less for his reply
I couldn't care less if he's gone for good
No nervousness, no fear
Just emptiness
My life just goes on, the days drag by
My cuts don't get worse, nor do they improve
No worries, not anxious
I feel nothing.
ComplicationsI am a constand disappointment

In the life of those I care about

And no matter how much I try

To pull away and shout I wanna break out

I wanna break the silence of my mind

Throw hate at you like acid

Make you believe I’m one of their kind

I want to burn your skin and make you suffer

Just so my words can’t reach you anymore

It’s my final wish, my last deadly offer

Let me go before I break you, dear

You’re too close, you came too near

I don’t know how to handle life

I don’t how to deal with my fear

My nervous complications

Follow no rule and no logic system

I am caught in lunacy and not in con
CharcoalI light up all the words you say.
I turn them into birds of prey.
No backing down.
It's the judgement day.
Happy birthday! Aren't we a fact!?

The silence is now louder,
And we are samer than the others.
Though the fire now burns quieter,
We're nothing but fighting brothers.

So I light up all the words you say.
I turn them into birds of prey.
No backing down.
It's the judgement day.
Happy birthday! Aren't we a fact!?

Aren't we lovers? Aren't we a fact?
Let's find a new fate.

      Somewhere

                                  people

don't

            know

                             our

                                            
Don't.Put down the meds,
Pick up a book.
Stop cutting the wrist,
and take a second look.
The world may seem dark,
but it's so full of life!
So don't quit now,
the time isn't right.
Don't tie the noose.
Put the knife away.
It's not the time.
It's not the right day.
There's many things in this world,
both wrong and right.
But don't let the pain
blind your sight.
Many people love you
and can't wait for your smile.
So don't go, don't leave.
Please, stay a while.
Don't let the world try to hurt you.
Many people want to help
and help you get will soon.
Because if you go,
life wouldn't be the same.
So don't pick up the gun.
Live to see another day.
Have you seen that girlHave you seen that girl
With the yellow clothing
Running around, making too much noise?

I’m afraid I haven’t
I’ve seen the girl in blue though
She was calm, yet seemed troubled

What’re you talking about
I’ve only seen the girl in black
Packed with danger, yet kept to herself

Ah, were you guys just talking about me?

They all turned
To find the girl
The color they each want to see
For she is nothing
But
A mirror
That shows what you want to see
But never
Revealing the hidden part inside
Dear momThirteen years are far too long.
I think of your favorite song
and I sit here this day,
thinking what would be the best to say.

I miss you, more then most know.
I remember the way your eyes used to glow.
Waking up each morning, to the smell of coffee and smoke,
there you sat, in your morning cloak.

One day I will paint, I'll paint you in blue.
For you are my sky, that will always be true.
I think of the days filled with happiness and smiles,
the way you made us feel, could be seen for miles.

The little things I wish I remembered,
the way you laughed, what you would have worn in December.
How it felt to fall a sleep next to you,
but one day
wading in deeperI've never told you
about this fear
and it is proof of cowardice
how I dare speak of it
when you're not here
I've never put it into words
before, but maybe you've seen it
in the way I look at you
or silently plead for your hand
to hold
it says
please
don't leave me
alone
because you are
the most precious soul
and without you here
I forget how to breathe
and drown
Consider It a DiseaseIs like a bomb that's about to hit
A errie thought that takes over
When life get hard
We give up
Therefore it seems like death is the only answer
You wish your friends and family can stop you
But only you can stop yourself
Don't let negatively become a disease
You're stronger then that
Life will get better down the road
Is the truth but only so few can believe in so
Stone Heartkneeling on rough ground,
the tears fall from my face,
collecting in a chalice beneath your feet,
feel the melodic rhythm of my heart in every drop,
and sate your thirsty lips upon the cool water,
drink your fill from the wellspring of my love,
but do not be surprised once the well runs dry,
and my heart becomes like stone,
and beats no more
Be happy, my baby girl.I don’t know when you’ll be reading this, my sweetheart
But what daddy is about to tell you will help you understand him a little

Your father is a complex, but loving and caring man
He always tried to help his friends and loved ones whenever he could, even if it was at the cost of himself
But that isn’t the best thing one can do
It got him hurt a lot by people he would have never thought to be hurt by
Luckily daddy has gone through it all, just so he could teach you to be different
Listen to me baby girl, it took daddy not long to figure out what life is
What life is ment to be, and what its true purpose is

He was depresse
Still searching for youthe skyline has been torn open again
as it released the cold cold rain
water rises into a river so deep
drowning me just leave me to sleep

i slowly start to open my eyelids
and look to where the light once hid
the darkness now surrounds the sky
as these rivers now run dry

I take a walk on the streets without names
as my blood freezes within my veins
my lips start to slowly turn blue  
im at the end but im still searching for you

so i walk through the valley of death
as i savoir my very last breath
my lungs feel so full but there so empty
ill die to see the beauty i used to see
LiveI'm Rio that needs a hero.

Take this knife out of my chest or leave me bleeding with out a bulletproof vest.

Am I a angel or a demon? something in me is emotional and hidden.

Somethings are unwritten and out spoken. A fire is in me.

Water calms the flames of rage. To much water kills the flame that is in a cage.

The bird still sings in it's tortured state of mind. Trying to find peace inside.

Peace is is wish for being so blind. Because peace is at his bedside.

Between the darkened heart and pent up rage. The sun is rising off the waves.

A new day rises another one sets. I'm letting go of this soulless regret.

This is for my own good
Love and trust are brokenLove and trust are broken
More times than restored
And leaves a person dead
But not blind
When you still fall in love and trust
Even though you’re broken
It’s probably just desperation
To keep away the bitter truth
The truth that says
Mutual love rarely does exist
When they do, it needs to come with trust
And the truth with trust is that
You can’t trust anybody
Without getting broken
Not even yourself
Disposablei am a piece of paper,
scribbled and full of holes,
crumpled and torn,
i have been used and tossed aside,
now i am little more then garbage,
an error and a mistake,
why am i so disposable?
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I often find myself stopping to look around. To look around the same bedroom I have had for 14 years. Yes, maybe the furniture has changed, the arrangement has changed, but it is nothing much to look at. I wonder why I have chosen to stare at an empty wall, or at my desk. Why did I let my eyes dawdle on a completely uninteresting inanimate object?

Why? Because I'm lost. Some would say to be lost would be to not know where you are. However, I know exactly where I am. I am lost within my own thoughts and my life.

My thoughts can be so out there no one but me could understand the point I am coming from, but my thoughts can also be so simple, a baby probably thinks the same. My thoughts aren't linked to one thing or being, they are just there, floating around my head.

My life is simple, I get up, go to school, come home, and sleep. I sometimes occupy myself with other past times, such as friends, music, art. However I have never much had a direction in life, a goal to get too.

This can sometimes make me feel trapped in myself, or lost in this huge world where we are meant to survive. Even though the world has become a place for sadness, and horror.

Why do we carry on living? No one really knows. It is just what we do.

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Lostby ~aGumbaa

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I noticed that I sometimes stop what I am doing just to stare at something. I don't particularly know why I do this, however as I begun to type out what was happening, I created this.

Sorry for the depressing mood...
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©2010-2013 ~aGumbaa
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~Hidingbehindthatmask Apr 19, 2011
We always feel trapped, no matter what we do. So we make the ones we love happy and like oaracites, we feed off of their happiness. In the end, it gets you nowhere and you get to the point where you wanna die. Noone understands. One person always does. But you can't bear losing them. It sucks to lose someone, makes you feel lost in the first place. I decided to carry on your "lost" subject (: <3
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