Being Fourteen
I am fourteen.
I drank too much caffeine,
I vomited it; its color was green.
I hope it was unseen.
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Emo Poems and Poetry
Time To Let Go
Hide the stitches
Let the wounds heal
No one will know
The feelings you feel
You hide away
In a dark lonely shadow
They call you an emo
They call you a saddo
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Razor In Hand
I sat in my room, in the corner of my bed,
With my razor in my hand, Wishing I was dead.
I think to myself as I slice through my wrists,
Would they even care if I didn’t exist?
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A Pretty Picture
She can paint a pretty picture.
But the story has a twist.
Her paintbrush is her razor.
And her canvas is her wrist.
By Lilly Brak
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Unknown
She walks down the corridor,
with a frown on her face
she hopes that one day she’ll find a better place.
She walks past the people acting it out,
The things she does
She ashamed about.
She hides for the day,
Knowing the facts,
By this time tomorrow,
It won’t be an act.
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A Not So Best Friend
I once had a cute best friend,
He promised to be with me till the end.
He promised to wipe my tears anytime,
He promised to make me happy every time.
He left me with incurable pain,
All my care and trust was in vain,
I was left alone with tears,
But he enjoyed his life with bear!
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The Picture
I’ll paint you a picture
I’ll paint it with a twist
I’ll paint it with a razor
I’ll paint it on my wrist
Now my arms are blooded
So blooded and torn
Those are broken feelings
Drippin on the floor
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