Black is the color
that the sad wear in mourning
feeling of wanting them back.

Black is the color
that befriends toi when no one else is there
that holds toi in a prison with no escape
keeping toi from happiness
hiding in a dark corner of a room.

Black is hot coffee in the morning,
a bat flying through caves,
scratching of fingernails against a chalkboard,
a cat's silky fur.

Black is the night sky revealing stars,
Ghosts lurking in the shadows,
a monster's ferocious scream,
evil that lies within your soul.

These days toi don't l’amour me no more.
Nor am I still treasured par you
And this way, I'll be all alone

That is how toi always
Make me mad and cry in the end
But I loved
How your face looked when toi said, "I'm sorry"
Afterwards

Please do not let me go
Hold me tight--Yes, with all my heart
I want to be in your arms
Together, with our foreheads touching
We'll fall asleep



Such a beautiful song.The feels :'( The animé this song is from, which is Guilty Crown, made me depressed for a very long time. I still get really sad when I listen to this song.

The arc en ciel full of color and light
broken dreams and tears in flight
bedtime stories to fall asleep
nightmares awaken to disturb me

shadows glide across the room
shifting shapes and violent jerks
getting closer, setting fire
scary faces and disturbing smirks

these faces in my dreams are nothing as they seem
freeing demons to come control me
setting feu to the rain as i sleep
you're nothing as i thought toi be

sparkles fall from the sky and burn my eyes
a haunting scene of melting light
montrer me something to set me free
to escape this place of foresaken reality

crackling embers burn my skin
sounds of bells ring in my ears
peoples misery drawing in fears
touch me and watch me fall to the ground

fancy charms, rude awakenings
multicolored hearts fill the pages of my mind
dark memorys erase once was
my soul forever Lost never was kind

i know life isnt always
worth while but I know
Ill find someone who
will treat me like I should

Only In My Dreams

Nothing feels good anymore. I feel like every little bit of happiness is a amer piece of Candy that’s supposed to be sweet but instead makes my stomach churn . I feel messed up and out of place as if without the thing my mother ripped from my cœur, coeur I can no longer survive. Have toi ever felt as if someone was your rock and without them you’ll sink? Well, imagine that rock being torn right out from under you. All toi can do is sink. All toi can do is drown. When emotions became to much to handle I became an artist. I painting was my favorite. I liked to watch the paint drip and then dry. Nobody’s perfect. I’ve been trying to reach my mothers expectations and every time I seem inches away from them they seem to déplacer farther. I don’t know what to do. I feel like my whole world is falling apart. I’m already drowning so it’s not like I can scream for help. If I do... I might choke.

A place that was full of joy,
Where anger melted away,
Where we all were joyous,
All together at the end of the day.
Let's go back to a land,
That was happy and free,
Where everything was kind,
Somewhere that meant a lot to me.
Someplace to laugh,
A place without any tears,
A place where we belonged,
A place without any fears.
Let's push the clock,
Turn back the hands of time,
A place that was happy and free,
A land no one can find.
A place that we enjoyed,
A place that's above the clouds,
A place that wasn't broken
And now, it's nowhere to be found.

There's nowhere to run.
There's nowhere to hide.
toi can't escape,
from the pain inside.

You're mind is lost.
Fear has taken over
and insanity has caved in.

Voices in your head tell toi to walk
out the front door
and down to the dock.

At the edge toi stand
In your lovely gown
took one plus step
And began to drown.

toi become aware
and gasp for air.

Waves crash in
and toi choke on water
You're suffocating now
toi start to wonder will anyone save me?

Tears started to show.
It's too late to be saved.
It's too late to be found.

Another death gone by
These happen everyday
From thoughts of suicide.




Poem made par me.

I walk on a cold, mysterious path. It isn't safe- toi cannot trust anyone anymore, can you, my dear? I'm sorry, darling, I messed up and made toi lose me. I am a mess in a dress who can't be fixed. But, oh! I told toi it all. Things I swore to never tell a soul. I'm sorry for being a wreck, I'm sorry for fights, I'm sorry for everything. Please, oh, please, take me in. I'm cold and slowly resting for the night. I'm so sorry I'm dramatic, I'm so sorry I make toi hate upon me. I'm sorry, my baby, may toi forgive me?

---Hotlines---

National Suicide Prevention Lifeline - 1-800-273-8255 (1-800-273-TALK)

National Adolescent Suicide Helpline - 1-800-621-4000

NDMDA Depression Hotline – Support Group - 1-800-826-3632

Crisis Help Line – For Any Kind of Crisis - 1-800-233-4357

Survivors of Bereavement par Suicide: (UK only) - 0844-561-6855

24/7 Crisis Line:(Canada only) - 905-522-1477

Youth America Hotline - 1-877-YOUTHLINE (1-877-968-8454)

Teen Helpline - 1-800-400-0900

Runaway Support (All Calls are Confidential) - 800-231-694

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