Count Again
One, two, three and four
Cut again, make it sore
One, two, three and four
Bleed until it hits the floor
One, two, three and four
Broken, hurting, please no more
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Collection of Leisure Poems
One, two, three and four
Cut again, make it sore
One, two, three and four
Bleed until it hits the floor
One, two, three and four
Broken, hurting, please no more
Read more of this article »
Set them loose.
Let them do whatever in the hell they want.
Untamed but regal, they roam the earth, rendering havoc in their wake.
Graceful yet destructive.
Deadly and cunning.
They search the ground for the weak-hearted, foolish, and unaware.
A young girl, quietly licking a lollipop.
Humming a sweet tune.
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I live, I’m home today.
I hurt, It’s in dismay.
The world spins, As I fall.
The ocean waves crash, As I dash.
I’m not perfect, neither are you.
So stop pretending, Yes I know too.
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I wrote you a poem on my wrist with a blade,
Thinking the marks would eventually fade
But I realized I’d cut it too deep,
I watched my crimson shame spill to the floor
And pretty soon I could see no more.
The angels sang a cutters lullaby,
And I reached out to the sky
To be denied by heaven..
At least I died thinking of you
By Katy Sykes
In the heart of the night,
I get into a great fight.
There is no light, no warmth.
The kike strikes, and I hit him with a bike.
Than I punch him and oh my he dies.
why? Oh why? Why did you have to die before i let get a cream pie? Oh My Oh My! I would rather die….
By Jayson Brown
I look in the mirror and I wanna be more than just a reflection,
Its reflects a smile which I do not see in real life only in the mirror,
I’m wanting to come out,
Tears draining down my face and blood drippin from my wrist ,
I wanna be that girl in the mirror,
But she does not wanna see me happy,
She wants me to suffer and in pain.
By Leisha Gabriel
A thousand needles upon my skin
To reside the pain within
Saw a picture to make me smile
But inside it’s still so vile
Silver razor slash three times
As I whisper a cutters rhyme
By Dan Girl
The pain I thought had went away
Came back all too soon today…
The words of the wise all seem as lies
What happend to the life I had?
When everything was ok?
I just want to ease the pain.
Through this storm the sun still shines, everything will be alright?
I still wonder what happend to my mind.
This road I take leads to hell, but yet is feels so swell.
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