Conversations With Myself

Conversations With Myself

A Poem by Everything Happens For A Reason

Take a long walk off a short pier,
Pop a couple pills to make you feel right again
Play football in the centre of the M1,
Before I get my fists to make you feel small again
Remember who you're talking to,
I can break you in ways you, haven't even imagined
Stop crying stop lying
In the end, noone really likes you.


Sexual frustration eating at you again
Make yourself useful, start using your body as much as you use your brain
Nice deep breaths, as you pretend everythings okay
Make everything peaceful, before the world comes crashing down to make you....pay. 
Remember the lies you told yourself,
You break yourself inside so easily,

Stop crying stop dying
In the end, giving up is what you do best.

Take the time to realize
Everything you do is wrong

(wrong)

Take the time to understand
Nothing will free you
Nothing will save you







You're on your own, so stand up and be strong!
You're who you are, so scream your own f*****g song!

Don't let them see you fall
Not even stumble
You're on your own, so stand up and be strong!
You're on your own
You're on your 
OWN.

 

© 2009 Everything Happens For A Reason


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Wow. That was like a cut to the heart. So bitter and cold and tragic and goregous.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Woowwww I reeally like this a lot, it's all so piercing and the variations in typography are really effective to the piece. It's like a battle and like all different things, the end is really great hun!!

Love it love it love it.



Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on May 14, 2009
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Everything Happens For A Reason
Everything Happens For A Reason

London, England



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Hi. Kirsty, 15, and kinda emotional. I dont believe in labelling or in popularity, so you know. This is kinda a creative outlet for me, somewhere I put everything I think about and just offload every .. more..

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