InvisibleI don't see you, you don't see me.I guess this is just how things should be.
[Homestuck x Suicidal!Reader] Prolouge Sadstuck [A/N: So I poured a lot of myself into this guys... enjoy. Butt hurt people may kindly fuck off and stop reading this whenever they wish.] Every day. Every single fucking day. You wake up, knowing the same thing, feeling the same, knowing there is no point to this meaningless joke called life. People around you have lost all meaning. When you were younger, you cried over everything. Over falling, over decisions, over being whispered over. You thought life had a purpose instead of just waiting for death. People grew to hate you and you grew silent. When you were younger, everyone was talking about how life was okay and how things would get better and you believed them you stupid prick. They talk about how sad you can get over your friends ignoring you or being bullied or beaten. Now you see people as pathetic creat
Don't Call For Blood- Self Harm Prevention PoemResist the urgeResist the urgeDon't call for Blood.Resist the urgeResist the urgeDon't call for Blood.I tell myselfI tell myselfDon't call for Blood.I repeatI repeatDon't call for Blood.You're better than thisYou're better than thisDon't call for Blood.You're strongerYou're strongerDon't call for Blood.You don't need the painYou don't need the painDon't call for Blood.It's just an addictionIt's just an addictionDon't call for Blood.It's not what you needIt's not what you needDon't call for Blood.Find a different wayFind a different wayDon't call for Blood.Please cry outPlease cry outDon't call for Blood.Ask for helpAsk for helpDon't call for Blood.Stand up and fightStand up and fightDon't call for Blood.Put it downPut it downDon't call for Blood.This isn't the endThis isn't the endDon't call for Blood.
Boys and GirlsI like boys.I like girls.I like diamonds,I like pearls.I’m not ‘confused’.I’m not a ‘whore’.I’m just ‘bisexual’,I know that for sure.It does exist.It is for real.It’s not a lie or a cloak,It’s just how I feel.I’ve kissed girls.I’ve kissed boys.Some were serious,Some were toys.Boys are hot.Girls are too.Tell me it’s a ‘phase’,And I’ll punch you.I like boys.I like girls.I like diamonds,I like pearls.
Tired.I, am tired.Tired of feeling.Tired of all the hard work of healing.Tired of failing.Tired of falling.Tired.I am tired of things,People, and notions.Tired of people,And tired of their motions.Tired of their talkTired of their commotion.Tired of everythingInside and outTired of hatingToo tired to poutI just wish,Wish I could live,Live underwaterSome place to forgiveSome place to wishAnd wish I shall doWish to not be tiredOh, please wish,Come true.
Well Fuck You TooI'll give a middle finger to the world,And show you my dark side.I'll never give you a pretty smile,Never again will I try to hide.You've ruined my teenage dreams,But I wont let you ruin my pride.I've woken up and cant be calmed,I have a demon deep inside.Don't you tell me to calm down,I've been calm for too long.I have the right to raise my voice,I will sing my own song.You go ahead and try to stop me,Tell me that I'm wrong.Go ahead and try to silence me,But I wont stay where I don't belong.Scream at me, tell me I'm crazy,Don't you think I know already?Scream at me, tell me I'm crazy,But I've got a dream holding me steady.Swing at me, make things hazy,Don't worry about me, I know I'm ready.Swing at me, make things hazy,But I've got a dream holding me steady.
RainYou stand here inthis somber place,the rain peltingyour sorrowed faceI think abouthow you do feign,as your salty tearsmix with the rainAnd as your lips do dripwith bitter sorrow,I yearn for youa better tomorrow
UnconsciouslyYou're constantly at the corner of my eye.It annoys me because I don't know why.I look around it's always you I see.Even when I don't want to, I do it unconsciously.