phsyco red boy

Am i best left alone
Or am i best to leave others alone
Do they really want you here
Do they just not tell you out of fear
Fear of what you might do
Or maybe its just in my view
The building that once stood strong is colapsing
The red alarms are’nt flashing
The smoke thickens as the building crumbles
Before it falls i realize there is such a thing as too humble
I am insignificant
And as social skills are concerned insuficient
Im nothing but a glimpse of what could be
But not what i am truly
All the rage i felt is dynomite
The same dynomite the destroyed the building
Rage was the second dominant feeling
Smoke is the first
Grief that can only be compared to a person who knows only thirst
Its overwhelming and blinding
I actually lost sight of me
Possibly because the building that stood so strong ,now, cant even be measured by feat
And since it effects no one else , i cant call it explosion
Becuase this self rage that has built up made this tragedy an emplosion

Closing my eyes to the world
Only seeing that one girl
Loneliness, that empty feeling inside
Doing nothing but letting my soul die

Of all the things i hate, the thing most, is myself
I hate myself for holding back
I hate myself for not being better
I hate myself for not being the best
I hate myself for not being with some one
I hate myself becuase i thought that i would achieve more
I hate myself becuase someone has too
I hate myself so i could get better
I hate myself , becuase , it motivates me
I just hope it doesnt kill me

Never thought i could be my own best friend and my own worst enemy

i’ve never had anyone
i dont know why
possibly because im shy
its tearing me apart as my soul starts to cry
im about to die
i feel like a tree
im growing more braches
but for some reason, inside, im empty
im hollow
the distress starts to follow
pain so deep no matter how far you dig you wont find the root
my conscience tells me i know the truth
i dont , i just know part of it,
all i know is that im here
in the middle of the unknown, my biggest fear,
every one is on my side but im truly alone
the sad thing is my closest friend is my phone
im pathetic
never knew that the other side of me would become sympathetic with my other personality
the one that needs love and wants to escape reality
i feel like a blimish on society
no one truly needs me
or is it i just need to pay a higher fee
to be truly happy
all my life i thought i could really but happieness
now i truly see im wrong
its others that make one strong
i just cant wait till the day im gone
i wanna die not metaphoricly but in reality
i wanna die in my sleep
i wonder what will await me
will it be the girl of my dreams
or will it be nothing
absolutly nothing
just spend the rest of my eternity hungry
then on the other hand maybe i should flip the script and say fuck all this shit!!!
i want everyone to die i want to be the only one alive
go out and leave a giant massacare
now my heart rates going
faster
no one can save them including the pastor
wait what am i thinking
im not that cruel
or at least i dont want to be
its like im trying to subdue the other me
im going fucking crazy
my mind is crumbling
i could only wish the pain was numbing
on to this keyboard my heart is gushing
giving it everything i got
reality is holding a gun and im getting shot
i know im not the only one
so dont think i wrote this just for fun
i just wanna know if some can relate
with that said i guess i’ll just go about my way

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newkidsonmycock11:

ouch

take it in the ass, america

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bring-me-2-wonderland:

No matter what type of blog you have, if you don’t reblog this for your followers or anyother person in need, you’re just a heartless human being.

I may not have much to say but I will listen.

please, I need some stories.

I can’t even help myself, but if you need someone, fuck everything I am here and I won’t judge you

share something with me, please.

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Why am i so foolish
Thinking that i have a chance when i don’t
Why do i still have this hope
I cling to it as if it was rope
But now its a nose tied to a tree
And the person doing the hangings happens to be me
But its against my will
Selfcontrol becomes transparent and i don’t even feel
So i have no sense for it
The consequences are horrid
The bottled up feelings were leaking but now they’re bursting out
Its no longer self doubt
Its acceptance of the truth

She doesnt want you and there’s you’re pains root
You said you loved her
But you’ve never even had a girlfriend
Just because she doesn’t like you, you think your worlds gonna end?
Your a dumbass
And now your getting hit with reality’s shattered glass
Even tho you’re hurt just remember all things come to pass
And strive to see you future become a better past

Lately I’ve been feeling down
Feeling like this pool of b.s will make me drown
The only facial expression i use at times is a frown
But i realize now Im being a clown
I let my wall crumbled
My emotions went to tumble
I started to forget how to be humble Its like i was seeking attention that i didnt really need
Then i start thinking about doing evil deeds
As if there is nothing left in the world for me
Don’t get me wrong i have A lot of problems
But i realize hate is not the way to solve them
Hate breads hate, that’s how the cycle begins,
the worst part is that this cycle is a trend
I was falling into it
Screaming out “IM SICK OF THIS!!” while raising my fist
But that’s not the way to go
I need to learn to take the punches and let them roll
I was to busy pondering why my life has cavities
while other people out there are experiencing real tragedies
So this poem is the first nail in the coffin
Im burying all the negative thoughts in my head
Im burying all the evil things i said
I know it’ll take a while but it will be accomplished
Along with my self goals that i promised
Now Im at the end so for my current mindset here’s an explanation
“A smart man with foolish thoughts the ultimate inner confrontation,
a pessimist with optimistic ambition the recipe for hesitation”
a line i made up a while ago
So I’ll stop hesitating to see how far i can go

At night my dark thoughts come out
They don’t just come out they also have a tendency to shout
And as they shout actions sprout
Actions that take away all self doubt
Thus my creations are born
Dark images that might leave you scorn
But this is just a sample
To see how much you can handle

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