these are most of the pistures that i have drawn, i have left some out becasue they are really depressing, and i dont think anyone would wanna see them, no one has seen those ones... this is the way that i get all of my stress out, unless im cutting away... the last picture i drew was on myself, on my leg... with an exacto knife, and it hurts, but oh well my own fault, well these are just some of them... ill post the others underneith
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its not really a poem, but its pictures...
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im sorry if you dont want the pictures on here ill take them off... its just that they help me relieve stress and depression... but if they trigger anyone take tham off, please... i really ont wanna make anyone else feel bad, if i hurt myself its ok, but if others get hurt its not... im just so worried... but ill shut up now... sorry...
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dont ask about the pucca, garu and hello kitty thing, i was actually happy when i drew them... but i think they are cute... and the gun and the heart... thats another thing... he, my stepdad, gave me a gun... is that right? i want to use it to protect myself from him but... i cant... i suck... i cant even protect myself... ok i guess my 7 thing isnt going on right now... sorry...
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anger pain, hate, what wrong with me, cutting, the smell of blood, the sight, so red so dark, so shiny, i love it, what is wrong with me? pins in my body, knifes cutting through skin, white skin being parted by sharp cold silver... so bright, so heavenly... my heart, torn, beaten, battered, bloody, shot, ripped from its origin, on fire... lighter, knives, glass, fire, are my friends... they cut, and burn me, helping me fight my pain, with stronger pain, so strong, that i cant even cry, so strong that i pass out... cold, the knife hidden beneath my body... heaven to me... hell to most...
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my heart bleeds, my life is scarred, i am dying, blood is pooling, pain is my happy, love is my loss... fun so it is... death not so scary... welcoming deah with open arms... wanting it to greet me, ill come the whle way, death you dont even have to meet me half way, i want you to be mine, now... please? you are my friend... like so many others nightmores and foes... i wish to meet you... the sooner the better... then it ends... him, my stepdad, i cant be afraid anymore... itll and... finally... many of my pictures represent my feelings... most of hate, pain, sorrow, despair...
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angels fallen, like me, although i was never an angel, never will be, never can be, im not innocent i any way shape or form, whats wrong with me? my heart torn out, given away so easily, why cant i be more tough, and say no for once? im ready for it to happen now, for death to set in, i will it too... please... let me die, for once, take me from my misery... im sorry... numb, faint, thats how i feel... no detail, no worth no nothing... BROKEN!!! betrayed, violated, HELP?
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murdered from inside, is that possible, and i am not joking, so do not laugh... the heart is cut into a back... into my leg... deep never leaving... hidden, confused, trying to stay safe, can i ever, no why not, whats wrong with me, why cant i protect myself... why... i need to i really eed to learn to, but i cant, and i get hurt, all the time, i need to learn how to say NO!!! help me...
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blood, so dark, so warm, so welcoming... the smell, so strong, like irn, so red, so staining, as it drips, down my arm, toward my open unfeeling hand. numb is all i feel, pain gone, nothing left to feel... unhappy, confused, nothng is left of me... nothing at all...unforsaken... missig, hated, dead at heatrt, unhealing, blue... gone... forever, never to return...
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These pictures are wonderful. keep drawing maybe it will help.
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