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We're fractured, fragmented, internally shattered
Broken and fragmented, memories scattered.
Hear the echoes of nightmare screams.
See them clawing at me in my dreams
Cry for all children torn and tattered.
We're fractured, fragmented, internally shattered
We see the world battered and dark,
Hear screams and shouts hurt by each remark.
We wish to feel safe and secure
But the pain and fear we must endure,
Broken and fragmented, memories scattered.
We're fractured, fragmented, internally shattered
Broken and fragmented, memories scattered.
Hear the echoes of nightmare screams.
See them clawing at me in my dreams
Cry for all children torn and tattered.
We're fractured, fragmented, internally shattered
We see the world battered and dark,
Hear screams and shouts hurt by each remark.
We wish to feel safe and secure
But the pain and fear we must endure,
Broken and fragmented, memories scattered.
We're fractured, fragmented, internally shattered
Literature
Suicide
I'm sorry i've got to do this
I can't take anymmore.
I loved you, and always will,
please don't forget me,
cos i'll never forget you.
I hope to see you later on
when your time to pass has come.
thankyou for helping me
I'm sorry it didnt work out better,
you all tried your best
please dont blame your selves.
thats not what I want,
I want you all to be happy,
go on with your lives.
do it for me cos I couldnt do it,
not even for myself.
I tried my best to be happy and free
but at the end of the day,
thats just not me.
Literature
Cuts
It glistens in the dark
The blood on your razor
You smile at your cut
I grimace in pain
The thought of you like that
Cuts me inside
Literature
The Pain
Have you ever felt the pain,
The pain of being trapped,
Trapped in your own body,
The body you were born with,
The body everybody assumes to be you?
Your souls screams,
Heart is torn,
Both fighting to flee,
Flee from the bonds they are held with.
But it's impossible to run from your very own eyes.
Then somebody else,
A friend, a brother, a stranger or mother,
Says one little word,
And that little word pierces your mind,
Your heart, your soul
With barbed arrows,
Leaving you to bleed and scream some more.
In your tormented mind,
The solution is more pain,
Of the physical kind,
So you pick up a knife or a razor,
A shard or
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