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Bottom of the Sea
Bottom Of the Sea.
I am going down, way, way down to my final resting place where I will never be found.
There are no more cheeky naughty smiles on the face of this clown, if I have planned it right it should look like I have accidentally drowned.
The world I live in is no longer a safe place for me to be, I'm going to swim with the fish is in the Big Blue Ocean Sea.
I have run al...
Thursday 19th September 2024 10:15 am
HONOUR MY CHOICE
So I've thought out this letter for so long as the times have changed my words have too everything changes but my mind this windowless prison permanent guard oh shadowed screw
Understand ..This was carefully planned
I did consider all options fooling myself..knowing other options weren't an option
Constantly fighting and am tired I'm locked away double pad locked and it's co...
Monday 22nd August 2022 2:40 am
Mocked by Weevils
I will take your hand, please lead me from darkness,
Living this tortuous love, every day,
I saw hurting myself as reasonably, to my mind,
the only exit.
But I was too much a coward, without your help
Each day my skin crawled,
Infected by imaginary long-snouted Weevils
That left tiny footprints on my dry flaking skin,
Each print points forward
Mocking my decision to ...
Sunday 12th June 2022 5:47 pm
Trigger Warning
I see it everywhere,
being laughed about, tormented
“Ha! Triggered!”
If only it could be prevented.
This generation needs to grow up
stop being so damn sensitive
a bunch of babies who can’t cope
well how about you stop being so damn negative?
“Kill yourself!”
Ha, wait, is that a trigger?
Not yet, but it will be
when you realize you’re the killer
...
Wednesday 4th April 2018 3:42 am
My Blade, My Life (by Mel) read live by me at scribble fest oldham 24/5/12
My Blade, My Life (by Mel)
With trembling hands, she reaches for her blade. She tells herself it will be the last time.
She tells herself this every time.
She never succeeded before, but will just have to now.
With the blade in her hand, she breaks out into a cold sweat.
She starts shivering and her heart beats faster.
She thrives on these feelings,
she tells herself she mus...
Thursday 24th May 2012 10:57 pm
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