Submissions by brokenXxheratedxX (Lee Elizabeth)

Black and Viel,
the child sits in his corner
Broken and scabbed,
his wings cannot be used
Fearful and frightened,
that he has fallen
Confused,
about this cold cruel world

There is something deep, something I need to explain. Something that I can never explain to my family, to the ones that I love and care about. It seems to me that I want to end everything. That I just want to run away from reality. Complicated to comprehend at first, hard to live through. Something that I can never change. I cut my wrists to make my pain and stress away. I do it to make me feel better. Lonley, cold, I walk down the hallways in my school and get called a freak, emo, a loser. Those words don't seemto look like they hurt me on the outside. But in the inside it feels like I have...

Can you actually look in the mirror,
and see yourself for who you really are?
Or what you want to be?
Is it the right answer to be someone you're not?
Or is it just an escape from your reality?
Now you look away,
the mirror shatters
The pieces cuts the skin,
the blood rolls down,
dripping,
falling
Off of the body of who you think you are
There is no pain,
there is no guilt
Just the saddness of the realization,
of what might happen next

My eyes,
start to water
But yet they do not spill
There is no escape from my hell
I have no choice but to live with my own mistakes
Can I actually lear from my falls?
From my crashes?
Can someone take my hand,
and guide me through this troubled world?
Before I finally break,
crumble,
and shatter

Blood,
trickles down my wrists
As a new day begins,
why is it such a sin?
Red
Covers my sheets,
that is something that I can complete
Tears,
turn into crimson,
now it feels like I'm in a prison
Love,
is just another word for pain,
that I don't need to gain
Me,
I am lost,
I cannot be found,
to this I am bound