So much happens in the bathroom stalls.
Cute yet odd writings all over their walls.

Its seen smiles, tears, and blood drops too.
It invites all the personal things we do.

Its our silent get away when we need most.
Where we all run when we have become lifes host.

The stall has seen our sharp razors and red blood.
When lifes emotions begin to flood.

If the stall had eyes to see and mouth to speak,
it would tell 당신 that 'even the strongest people
get weak.'

It would say 'I've seen 당신 on a bad
day, how 당신 silently screamed at the obsticles
in your way.'

'How 당신 reluctantly grabbed the razor and got to work all because your insides were hurt.'

'I was so happy, at your pain, how you'd come to me to show no one else your beautiful tears to see.'

It would sigh and speak

'I have also seen 당신 on a good daythough on those visits 당신 would shortly stay.'

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The tears of a young girl bleed though my pages.
I am her best friend
I am the only thing she trusts.
I know all of her secrets
her biggest lies,
her deepest fears,
I know it all.
I pity this sad girl.
She's been broken so many times,
Worn down 의해 her crimson rain.
Her wounds heal just to be replace 의해 newer deeper ones.
I try to help her to the best of my abilities,
But she's fighting a battle with herself
And that's a battle no one can win.
These pages are filling up my up fast,
Word after emotional word.
Once she has closed my cover for good I will sleep Knowing that I did my best,
But I guess my best wasn't good enough.
I will sleep in a slumber long needed And I will only be waken for a read.
Then and only then they will realize
How much pain and sorrow she was in,
Then and only then they will realize Why she decided to end it all...

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all my hope
all my dreams
all my happyness
have died
iv died
i should never be happy cause then all
i feel the pain
why should i live
why should i die
all there's things
go around and around in my head
iv scream
iv cryed
iv locked my self in my room
cutting myself
waching all the blood from my cuts
i dont feel any pain
i feel nouthing
my tears are full of pain
i feel so cold
that painful night
iv died from the inside
my eyes have no light
iv got scars
they say
'i wish i was dead! '
i
have nouthing to live for
nouthing to be loss if i die
why should i live
the world has no light to me any more
iv died
but 당신 dont know
do 당신 care
do 당신 feel the pain
i felt
do 당신 cry
i will never know...

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Searching frantically, I open the drawer.
I rummage through what's before me
And pull out what I was looking for,
Then lock and slide down the bathroom door.

Teardrops stream down my face
As an icy blade runs down my arm
And crimson blood seeps from my veins,
Making my wrist lukewarm.

Others don't understand.
They can't comprehend
why I cut; I barely can.

I'm the shell of the girl
I used to be;
A stranger to myself.
I'm alone in this world.
I must be free.
I have to find myself.

They 사랑 to taunt.
They want me gone.
They hate me so much,
Now they'll get what they want.

I'll drag the razor across my throat
And then, forever, my eyes will close.
In my hands will lay a rose-
A dead one, to show the end of the road.

I couldn't handle it.
I had to do it.
의해 the time 당신 read this,
I'll be gone...

Fierce & Love

Malmcd