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Lydia's Poems

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Froudiiie... x
Killjoy
Froudiiie... x
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 56
July 23rd, 2009 at 12:05pm
Mmm, Heres a slice of my vocabulary ,, moudled together into new formations Smile I like writing alot about suicide and depressing thoughts. soo unless this is your cup of tea, i wouldn't really advise reading it... Mr. Green
Froudiiie... x
Killjoy
Froudiiie... x
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 56
July 23rd, 2009 at 12:10pm
I can’t be sick, so why am I throwing up?
I can’t eat, so why am I hungry?
I can’t drink so why am I lapping up more than I can take?
I can’t keep going on like this.
Soon its going to be the end of me.
Only a month ago I was taunted and called “fatty, fatty” across the empty world before me. Now no one notices I am there...
They look straight past me.

I am nothing.

Nothing.
Just another girl lost to the way of the media. I get odd looks from my “friends”.
They never were there to help. They were never there to say keep fighting it. They never even bothered. They were no help at all. Just another one of “them” who tell you that your out of order & a nobody.

The pain will eventually subside. For the time being, I’m stuck with my bones and mind. Under the influence of an invisible person, who was never there, never alive, just a voice.
It hurts so much. I can try & hide the scars but its not that easy now. A gun to your head, a knife to your wrist, .....words to your mind.
Its all the same, a killing feeling. Death, slow and painful death & gradual insane death. Im growing thinner by the day. I CAN'T HELP IT ANYMORE. I’m a ghost, Just a ghost, so I won’t waste your life any more. But.....Maybe,
just maybe..
one more day like this will cure this,
maybe it won’t .
Time will tell. . .
tick tock
tick tock
tick tock
I'm still waiting...
Froudiiie... x
Killjoy
Froudiiie... x
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 56
July 23rd, 2009 at 12:16pm
Haiku's:

They say he's coming
The devil is on his way
That will be the end...


The empty painting,
Never moving or changing,
Alone forever.

WHEN WILL YOU NOTICE
THAT I HAVE LOST EVERYTHING
you... are everything.


Dark clouds are looming,
Floating above our wild dreams,
Drowning all spirit.

I base it all on my personal feelings, thoughts and emotions.
It thes easiest way to write,