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Butterfly ScreamsIt's fun,
Isn't it?
Hurting me?
Killing me?
Watching me bleed?

Mocking me?
Striking me?
Ignoring my needs?

Destroying who I am,
And all I'll ever be.

But you wouldn't stop,
That I can see.

The butterflies in my stomach,
Scream as the hurtful words
Pin them to corkboard.
I'll cut myself,
And bleed.
I'm gonna lay down,
And hear the butterflies scream.

"Don't even worry."
"I'm perfectly fine."
Words are sandpaper,
And a couple of lies.

So while I'm here,
Down on the floor;
Do your worst,
Your worst and more.

So I'll lay down,
And bleed.
Even when I'm gone,
The butterflies will still scream.

TryPurposefully hiding firm the world,
A beautiful girl lurks within,
Never know if she can emerge.
Doubting the world,
Outside.
Reality is harsh,
And she cannot escape.
Making her own,
Is a wish that
Cannot be fulfilled.
Hoping,
And dreaming of a better day,
Even though tomorrow,
Looks so far away.
Is it possible?
Should she even
Try?

Dragon, DragonDragon, dragon,
What do I see?
Dragon, dragon,
Chasing after me.
Dragon, dragon,
I'm shivering with fright,
Dragon, dragon,
But I must put up a fight.
Dragon, dragon,
With your fiery breath,
Dragon, dragon,
Facing you is like facing death.
Dragon, dragon,
Please spare me.
Dragon, dragon,
For I cannot beat thee.
Dragon, dragon,
How you frighten me so.
Dragon, dragon,
Now I must go.

The Madness WithinRide away.
Fly away.
Run away.
Run.
But I can't.
I'm stuck.
I can't
Escape.
I can't run away.
They will always catch up.
Steps.
Over and over.
Going nowhere.
I am stuck on repeat.
I'm stuck.
Stuck.
Tick.
Tick tick.
Tock.
I can't escape.
Time.
I can't outrun the clock.

Dear ClaireDear Claire,
I'm sick of the happiness,
And the smiles.

I'm sick of your laughter;
It's been going on for a while.

Where are the tears?
I miss the despair.

I like you depressed,
Because that's when you're Claire.

I think you should change,
Because I said so.

You're not happy,
You and I both know.

So start crying,
And slit your wrists.

Yes, yes,
That pain you've missed.

We're only here for you;
Don't you feel good now?

Yes, you do.
We can tell you how.

Just listen.
Listen, Claire.

C'mon, you can do it.
Give in to the despair.

We do it for you.
Love,
The Voices.

Dear Marie"I'm your mother."
No, you're not.
"I spit you into this world, and I can take you out."
Yeah, if you wanna be charged with murder.
"I don't care if there's motor oil on it, eat the damn pizza!"
Your DOG wouldn't eat this, bitch.
"Go to bed, Claire!"
Yeah, because slapping me half-way across the room makes me SO tired.

Listen bitch.
It takes more than birth,
To make a mother.
It's like a one night stand,
With a lover.
It's a great paradox,
That you apologize now.
When I finally found a mom,
Who loves me somehow.
Don't say "sorry,"
Because it will change nothing.
Don't say "I love you,"
As if it means something.
Don't say "I care,"

Coming Apart at the SeamsAgain my arms have paid the price,
For the pathetic thing,
I call my life.
Cuts up and down,
Decorating my arm,
Keeping me safe,
From emotional harm.
Guarding my soul,
All through the night.
Showing that there is darkness,
Even in light.
So no matter how much I try,
To just go past,
The scars on my arms will always last.
They'll line up,
With the ones in my heart,
Until the day,
I finally fall apart.

Can'tCan't whiteout my mistakes,
Can't erase them from the page.

Can't shake my past,
Try though I may.

Can t run from you,
Wish I could.

Can't make myself happy,
Know I should.

Can't smile,
Have to frown.

I can't stay up,
I have to bring myself down.

I do,
But I don't.

Is it can't,
Or is it won't?

The Prophets of Impending DoomI'm fighting and hitting,
Something that isn't there.

It has to be!
It's pulling my hair!

Oh wait,
That's me.

Oh no!
Is it true?
How could this be?

I talk to my reflection,
Because my reflection talks back.

My reflection is mean,
It says I'm ugly and fat.

I talk to my reflection,
And I'm never again the same.

Oh no!
Is it true?
Does this mean I'm insane?

People say they hate me,
They wish I was dead.

Everywhere I go,
It's "off with her head!!"

They locked me in this place,
This terrible hellhole of mine.

What they said came true,
I really lost my mind.

tICK TiCKI'm one of you,
Cut me,
And I'll bleed.
Slice through my skin,
You'll see.
I cry tears,
Just the same.
You hurt me,
Without even knowing my name.
Stop my heart,
I swear I'll die.
To see the truth,
Look in my eyes.
Don't ever stop to think,
How your words affect me.

*blink**blink*
You've missed it.
All your words were shit.
They just keep coming and coming,
Never stop.
I smashed the windows,
And broke the clocks.

So tick,
Tick,
Tick,
Tick,
Tick,

Tick.

B

O

O
M

Lo, How She Lie, Still and BrokenI'm trying so hard to get better,
So hard to be strong.
I'm trying so hard to keep smiling,
So hard to go on.
But I'm getting tired,
This happiness drains me.
The walls are closing in,
It's getting hard to breath.
My conciousness,
Goes in and out.
The room goes black and white.
I can't take much more of this,
I think I've lost my sight.

Moral of the story:

You can't do it all,
Because no matter what you say or do,
Even the mighty fall.

Tragic ValentineWhen I look in your eyes,
I see the rest of my life.
I love you,
I do.
And I know you love me too.
A ring on my finger,
And another on yours.
We know each other.
We have no doors.
Even though we're separated,
By six feet of dirt.
The words you whisper,
Still heal my hurt.
The way you exist,
Inside my head,
A figment of the imagination,
Can never be dead.
I am yours,
And you are mine.
I will always love you,
My tragic Valentine.

LostLost.
I am lost.
Falling.
Falling.
F
A
L
L
I
N
G.
I have no direction.
I'm falling into a universe,
An alternate reality.
I am trapped.
Twisting, turning,
Pushing, pulling,
Stop, go.
Endless cycles,
That never stop.
Inside those cycles,
I am
Lost.

Carry onShe can hit me,
but I won't cry out.
I'm too numb to fight,
too tired to shout.

I just want to rest.
To stop all the tears.
I'm tired of trying.
Exhausted by all these years.

Leave me alone.
I'm nothing anymore.
Just an empty shell,
That's not worth crying for.

Don't call my name.
I don't exist.
She's weathered me away.
With word and fist.

I'll stop now.
You don't care.
I'm just a girl.
Caught in suicide's snare.

From now on,
I won't speak,
I won't try.
I won't be a freak.

I'll just fade.
slowly, till I'm gone.
So I won't be a bother.
So your life can carry on.

Pesky VoicesAm I schizophrenic?
Am I just a girl?
There's got to be,
More to me,
Then the voices,
And the world.
But I still scream,
At myself.
It's my fault,
And no one else.
I'm screaming,
And so are they.
Profanities,
Degradation,
Are things they hurl my way.
They say I want to die,
And I can't tell if they lie.
The voices are soft,
Kinder now.
I want to die,
And they'll tell me how.
It's simple.
I take the knife,
And end my life.

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Screaming our her lungs.
A body hangs above her,
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A man hangs from a ceiling fan,
A rope around his neck.
He left his daughter abandoned;
She has nothing left.

Hold me in your arms,
And we can scream together.
The same way we will die.
We'll haunt this house forever.

Just let go.
It's okay,
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If you wake up,
Your dreams it will douse.
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A Unhappy Ending to my Cinderella StoryYou look at me,
Eyes filled with disgust.
It's not an option,
You must.
You must because you married my father.
If I were smooth marble,
You'd be an angry carver,
Your greatest masterpiece.
Sell me in an auction,
Take your kids and leave.

If I were a punching bag,
You'd be the greatest boxer.
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You married my father.
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Promised you were different.
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I thought you weren't like her;
I was wrong.
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Of my very own mom.

Life in the ShadowsIs it wrong that I feel this way?
Am I wrong because I'm...
Different?
The feeling if being normal,
I miss it.

I can't tell anyone;
I'm so afraid.
The way I was,
I should've stayed.

Is this really a disease?
Is there really no cure?
I'm so confused;
God made me,
Yet God is pure.

So what you're saying,
Is I should change?
That I'm wrong,
Because I'm gay?

Don't tell me that.
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You don't own me.
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by =clarissabelle, Jan 31, 2013, 7:31:41 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

Go on,
Go.
I won't be your freak show.
It's not "funny,"
It's not "cool."
I'm just a girl,
Who didn't know you were so cruel.
I made a mistake,
I'm sorry to say.
I paid for my mistake,
Very dearly today.
You took who I was,
And you tore up my heart.
I'm broken and bent,
I'm falling apart.
The roof of my home,
Has just caved in.
It looks like you did it.
I guess you win