The world's angel.

You dwell on the dark
But you're surrounded by light
Pain's made it's mark
And now you hide in the night
I know how you feel
I've been there too
Life seems surreal
This world is cruel

When you eat at all you throw it up
Committing a slow suicide
Your arms and wrists you cut
As you keep it all inside
Don''t you know it's not too late
These scars will heal in time
They've tried to chain you down with hate
But I know that you can fly

You think you can't cope
And claim you're worthless
Can't you see that there's hope
And that your life isn't worthless
I'll always be there
Don't you believe me
When I tell you I care
I'll be the friend you need

How can you be so sad
When I see joy deep within your heart
I know that life's been bad
But you can have a fresh start
The tears you've cried are not in vain
I understand your strife
Yes I know I see your pain
Can't you see the beauty in your life

The world needs an angel
And that angel is you
Sorrow tries to strangle
But I know you'll see it through
The angel of the world
Spreading inspiration and love
And as your life is unfurled
Everyone can see that your sent from above

Cut.

Life's too much for me,
Drowning in a bloody sea,
These crimson stains that I've made,
Everything I feel is in the blade.
I'm cut,
Caught between life and death,
Caught up,
Just struggling for a breath,
'Cause this makes no sense,
That I'm never content.
My life is killing me,
And I'm afraid I'm to blame,
I've caused myself to bleed,
Now these scars are all that remain...

I want to cry these scarlet tears into a permanent sleep,
And fly away from this violence into a never-ending dream...

Death can be tempting,
When life is hell,
I just need a different setting,
Where I can come out of my shell.
Full of shame,
Pain and guilt,
I'm going insane,
And I just want to melt,
Into his arms,
While I scream and cry,
And he keeps me from harm,
While I find comfort in his eyes...

I cut myself to take away the pain,
And thses crimson drops fall like rain...

I just want to be held tight,
I need to know he really cares,
I need a break from this fight,
Won't you try to mend these tears?
Just try to understand,
The pain I'm in,
And hold out your hand,
To help me through this sin.
It's hard to avoid,
The unavoidable,
Can't we destroy,
The indestructible?...

Hold me in your arms and tell me everything's okay,
Please love me enough to never go away...

Someone please love me,
I'm just so stressed,
Can't anyone see,
Why I'm such a mess?
I don't know why,
I feel this way,
But please hold me while I cry,
And soothe this haunting pain.
I'm disgusted with myself,
And I'm so confused,
Talking doesn't help,
Is there anything left for me to lose?...

These delicate wings, will they ever fly again?
You know that this life is far too young to end...

Raining blood: A cry for help.

I'm screaming inside,
Being torn apart,
But I don't know why,
When did this start?
Just sitting here wondering what happened to my heart.

I never thought I could,
But now it feels strangely good,
I know it's not right,
It just happened one night,
Something sears inside as the emptiness takes flight.

Blood is raining,
My soul is straining,
And I cannot contain,
All this horrible pain,
It takes everything I've got just to get through the day.

The numbness burns,
And they cannot know,
I don't need their concern,
I can't let the pain show,
They all surround me and yet I'm terribly alone.

I'm caught up in the chains,
Of this mystical pain,
I don't want to die,
I want only to fly,
I just can't figure out what's making me cry.

Blood is raining,
My dreams are fading,
And all this pain,
Cannot be restrained,
I'm tired of waiting for all the somedays.

Who will teach me to smile again?
I just need someone to be my friend,
Someone to shelter me from this pain,
Just to help me through these days,
Won't someone please try to make things okay?

I just don't know what's making me sad,
They tell me I've never seen strife,
So explain to me why it hurts so bad,
The say I have a great life,
They obviously don't know about the hypnotic knife.

Blood is raining,
Softly serenading,
Overwhelmed by shame,
Giving into the pain,
Won't someone please end this sickening game?






I would like to make a note that this poem can be found in a book put out be an organization called Teen Mania. I wrote this a long time ago when I was at a different point in my life, and while I am grateful for how Teen Mania helped me in the past, I am no longer a supporter of the organization.