These broken wings won’t let me fly, so all I can do is sit here and wait to die.

Sometimes I wish you would have just killed me, like you always said you would

And when I die
Do not cry
DO not bury me with a down wards fist
But with an upward bloody wrist
Just to make the gods mad
Not because i was alone but they didn't notice I was sad

I told him I wanted to spend time with him before I left. He said he was too busy and that we'd hang out as soon as I got back...little did he know that when I said I was leaving, I knew I would never be coming back...

Damaged but not broken,
weak but stil standing,
this is the last token,
of the angels final landing.

kinda a take off of another poem i read.

Raise your hands and use them, beat me black and blue, Make bruises that will scar me, for I have just scarred you, Drown me in the water and let me fade away, For I have sunk your every dream and for that I must pay!

The price of death, is life.

Look at me now dad. I see you shiver, as you look at the sliver, with me hidden in my closet, with blood dripping down the faucet. Are you happy you got to see me? Too bad noone will see what I'll grow up to be.

No more fights no more tears
Just cut deep and have no fear

*** Kinda weird I know.. I try :D***

They say ppl who commit suicide are cowards,
but who has enough courage to stare death in the face