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Shattered
Waking up to this reflection everyday
The reaper on my shoulder shouts
You’re fucking ugly, pathetic, stupid and fat
Searching for peace, well there’s the razor
Walking down the halls to only hear whispers
Trying to talk but no one‘s listening
So I just shutout and keep to myself
Starting to think like I’m just invisible
Coming home to a family that won’t speak to me
When they do it’s only because they feel sorry
All day in my room, reading, watching tv and playing video games
A lot of nothing that means nothing to anybody
Everyday loathing turns to me getting picked on
Always pushed and shoved because I’m not perfect
I just sit and take abuse till they take things to far
Fighting back when they punch and kick me
Roll myself into a ball at night as I sit and cry
Grab a notebook then jot down a list of targets
Never think I would actually do it, but if I did…
These people would be the one’s I blame for my actions
I wake to a day that feels different from the others
Having a good breakfast, I even say hello and goodbye
Talk with people even though they roll their eyes at me
It’s all because I’m at peace with what I must do
Everything goes silent, alone in the house
I take a knife then run up to my room
Push the tip to my finger to draw blood
Write down “I’m sorry” on the walls
I look at my refection for the last time
The reaper has returned for me
Deep gashes across each wrist, I hold them up for he can see
The vision morphs into my father as I fall into his arms
The reaper on my shoulder shouts
You’re fucking ugly, pathetic, stupid and fat
Searching for peace, well there’s the razor
Walking down the halls to only hear whispers
Trying to talk but no one‘s listening
So I just shutout and keep to myself
Starting to think like I’m just invisible
Coming home to a family that won’t speak to me
When they do it’s only because they feel sorry
All day in my room, reading, watching tv and playing video games
A lot of nothing that means nothing to anybody
Everyday loathing turns to me getting picked on
Always pushed and shoved because I’m not perfect
I just sit and take abuse till they take things to far
Fighting back when they punch and kick me
Roll myself into a ball at night as I sit and cry
Grab a notebook then jot down a list of targets
Never think I would actually do it, but if I did…
These people would be the one’s I blame for my actions
I wake to a day that feels different from the others
Having a good breakfast, I even say hello and goodbye
Talk with people even though they roll their eyes at me
It’s all because I’m at peace with what I must do
Everything goes silent, alone in the house
I take a knife then run up to my room
Push the tip to my finger to draw blood
Write down “I’m sorry” on the walls
I look at my refection for the last time
The reaper has returned for me
Deep gashes across each wrist, I hold them up for he can see
The vision morphs into my father as I fall into his arms
Published 5th Mar 2015
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5th Mar 2015 7:53am
Such sad and somewhat relate able write
This is one of my favorites by you :)
This is one of my favorites by you :)
5th Mar 2015 8:02am
I'm glad you liked ^^
Yeah, i think a lot of teens go through the same feelings.
Yeah, i think a lot of teens go through the same feelings.
5th Mar 2015 8:21am
Ya fuck it take the easy way out sounds tempting
But what about the people that suposably love you
They will forget about in a few yeart then u will just be a mossy rock in a lonely fuckin grave yard lol
But what about the people that suposably love you
They will forget about in a few yeart then u will just be a mossy rock in a lonely fuckin grave yard lol
5th Mar 2015 8:24am
Nah, people don't forget. I think when people get suicidal they think people will forget about them. That's not how it is. People love you even if they don't always know how to show that.
Thanks for comment :-)
Thanks for comment :-)
5th Mar 2015 8:43am
I know quite a few people who have killed them selves and
And u know how much they mean to me now?
Shit fuck all... Selfish cunts i never went to there funeral and i wont be stopping by to put fuck all on there mossy rock either..... Thats just my opinyon dont mean fuck all just saying
And u know how much they mean to me now?
Shit fuck all... Selfish cunts i never went to there funeral and i wont be stopping by to put fuck all on there mossy rock either..... Thats just my opinyon dont mean fuck all just saying
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Anonymous
5th Mar 2015 3:46pm
Great write, DC.. and you're right being a teen isn't easy.. and i suspect that problem gets worse instead of better.. awesome ink, brother..
Dave
Dave
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5th Mar 2015 10:18pm
I felt like this as a kid at times. I know a lot of others kids today feel the same. The sad part is i don't think things will change. Life only gets harder for kids.
Glad you enjoyed katja :-)
Glad you enjoyed katja :-)
6th Mar 2015 5:18pm
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