Your Love Darkness surrounds me; pain is all I feel Like I’m drowning in the air I breathe, is any of it real? Emotions overcome me; I cut but don’t feel the pain The storm of my life; my tears are the rain People all around me; hurrying to pass me by While I’m stuck in this moment, slowly waiting to die The one’s I love always seem to go away It’s just not fair, why do they leave and I stay? Life’s full of joy and happiness, or so they say No one ever wants to talk about the corruption and the pain If the world is so perfect, then why do I want to leave? If everything is expected then why do I cover my arms with sleeves? Does it scare you to see the marks of my fear? When you see these cuts, do you realise my tears? Just someone to tell me that they really care To say those three words back; one love to share I stand in a crowded room and yet I stand alone I live in a house; it’s not a home No one could feel the way that I do I loved you so much, now look what you do The thought of your touch, the vision of your smile It drives me to do this; it drives me wild Just say those words that you love me again I’ll put down the blade and never cut again I lay in the water naked and free As the warm temped water surrounds me The water is so warm, yet I feel so cold Like my soul is being taken; for your love it’s being sold Once again I’m wrapped up in your warm and loving arms Away from the reality and cruelty of all life’s harms I see all the loved ones that have passed me by It has come to this; for your love I died. Beautiful Suicide All eyes locked, As she walks down these paved streets. She’s the one that, Everyone hopes they will meet. Isn’t she lovely? Her long hair sways in the wind. She hides her pain so well, Behind her pearly white grin. Who would have known, That she carries a knife on her belt, Just in case she, Needs to use it on herself. Isn’t she lovely? The way her eyes glisten in vain, No one can tell, They’re red from crying in her pain. Isn’t she beautiful? The one everyone wants to be. They’re all ignorant, Childish, fake, and naïve. She gets home, Shutting the door behind. What cant they see? How and why are they so blind? Took the gun, And held it up to her head. Pulled the trigger, Falling back soft on her bed. Had a funeral, But no one bothered to show. Her eyes still pierce, Hey silky black hair still glows. She just couldn’t fess up, To herself she couldn’t be truthful. Her life is over now, But, look at her, isn’t she beautiful? Silence of Abuse He makes you stay still, While he moves inside He won’t let you tell, So you brush it aside He says he’ll hurt you, And that makes you scared He wants you to think That no-one cares. He’ll give you a mask, To hide your pain He’ll tell you to smile, And play the game He’ll force you to laugh, When you want to cry But he doesn’t know You’re just waiting to die.