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
for markiplier.there's tar in our lungs,ghosts in our brains,and cracks in our hearts;but when you're here,we don't fall apart.
For France, with loveFor France, with love and sympathy.Cast white flowers down in the streets,Release pearl doves into the sky.Despite this, we shall not be beat,But now it's the time to cry.Light candles here on chilly corners,Tie roses bunched on rail fences,That guide the way of the mourners,The misery assaults the senses.Dissolve your anger into peace,Mourn for those who deserve,Pray at last for their release,Crystal memories – please preserve.Time collects treasures like a cup,Let us think on better days,Remember, cry, till we are full up,Drunk on anger at this craze.Long will the world remember,The fateful day that Paris cried:Friday Thirteenth of NovemberWhen so many innocents died.We leave, we mourn,We pass, we care:Long after these days are goneIn Winter rains and Summer air.Love and loss,Time and pain,On our hearts we shall emboss,A memorial to the injured and the slain.Cast aside your snide deflections,You have seen and how.Put down all of your object
SeafoamI think that perhaps I will live life aloneAnd die silent and soft in my vagabond homeOutlive the people who still know my nameAnd through my departure, leave earth just the sameI'll leave no one behind me to cry in the nightI'll leave no great sorrow or absence of lightBut if I end up leaving someone behindAnd I sleep, uninvited in thoughts in your mindI have no great wisdom to banish your sorrowNo special thoughts for a brighter tomorrowBut please, dear friend, if you find yourself ableDon't strap me down to a cold metal tableDon't paint my face or polish my nailsOr set me up in a box and peer in through the railsJust wrap me in cotton and rock me to sleepAnd lower me into the billowing deepDon't let me rot in a box in a graveI want to dissolve into seafoam and waves
you are my oxygeni feel you slippingthrough the cracks in my windowleaving me breathless
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.
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.
Time never stopsThe woman in the mirror smileswith her tired empty eyes.Deep sadness now behind that smileshe wears as her disguise.Without you, her time ticks slowly by,her minutes turn to years.Life goes on relentlesslylike her drip, drip, drip of tears.Another breaking dawn without you,it breaks her lonely heart.Another day alone without you,another day apart.How could she just live on without you,how could she just go on?Each passing day she longs to see you,each waking minute gone.Her life, it will go on without you,if she wants it to or notcos just like her endless love for you,the time will never stop.Poetry bySuzanne Karbach13.10.2015
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.