twloha143 / Poems
-
C.U.T.T.E.R
It spells cutter.
September 12th, 2011 at 04:39am
-
wrong.
- Author:
- twloha143
everybody is telling me that what i feel, say, and do is always wrong. well let me fix it with my knife. comments??
August 31st, 2011 at 06:55am
-
Beautifully broken
A poem about how quickly things can go wrong and sometimes they end with a suicide. Comments?
August 19th, 2011 at 05:03am
-
Just read it.
I actually really like this poem. Feedback would be greatly appreciated(:
August 14th, 2011 at 10:26pm
-
Mommy ***ing dearest
I know I know, typical teenage girl hating her mom. But no. This is worse.
August 14th, 2011 at 07:43am
-
R.I.P Joey
My Uncle Joey died a few years ago in a motorcycle accident and the guy he was with won't tell anybody what really happened. I miss him more and more each day. He got me through everything and I don't know how iv made it through this long without him
August 13th, 2011 at 07:28am
-
I need my knife.
- Author:
- twloha143
I'm trying not to cut myself an this is all I can think about.
August 13th, 2011 at 06:54am
-
I'm not who you think.
- Type:
- Free-verse
- Author:
- twloha143
It's nice what you say but you don't understand that I'm hiding under a lie so the real me doesn't show.
August 10th, 2011 at 10:48pm
-
S. U. I. C. I. D. E.
It spells suicide..
August 6th, 2011 at 07:20am
-
Every cut goes deeper.
Comments please??(:
August 6th, 2011 at 05:58am