Writers Block
Letters on a single piece of paper,Each word has lost all meaning,
Every line has you traumatized,
The author's their touch has vanished into thin air,
Almost like a magic trick without the illusion,
Stuck in a deep ditch,
Like a mental block,
With no where to go,
The thoughts never reach her brain,
No perception on anything
Blank and empty pages,
Go flying as she goes ballistic,
The train of thought hits a bump and burst into flames,
No disheartening ending,
Or a happily ever after,
Just blank page after page
Friendship
In life there are only two things you need to know. The first is never eat yellow snow and the second is friends will always come and go but the true ones will stick by your side through anything. Each person is special in their own way and you have to except people for who they are , and nothing else. Usually people only find one true friend they can share anything with. But in my case I am lucky, I have two. In most relationships with friends they believe that you are flawless. People have thrown away friends for fortune, fame, and love. Someone once told me " If you have a great friend you shouldn't leave them for anything, not even all the money in the world." And a true friend would still understand if you did. The honest truth is that there isn't one definition for a true friends. Many people have their own definition and believe that without a friend your entire life is meaningless.
WHEN IT RAINS BY PARAMORE
Imagine sitting in your room alone in a corning as your tears drench your clothes. You think you’ve lost all hope and you think the only way out is to go the easy way out, suicide. It feels like you are at the deepest darkest hole something you’ll never be able to get out of. In the song “When It Rains” by Paramore it explains how depression can affect more then just the person that is suffering, and why people can’t help from the temptation of committing suicide.
For people that have depression they see no other way out and find suicide the easiest way to lose all pain. In her life her friend was only getting rained down on and she is always sad. “You made yourself a bed, at the bottom of the blackest hole” meaning she is comfortable where she is at and doesn’t need help. “No one ever saw it coming” which means she never told her because she didn’t want to be saved thinking it was okay to leave without saying her final goodbye. Like many others who leave with no show of depression or talking to them about what’s going on. Not only does that but 75% of people with depression get treated. The rain is supposed to symbolize her tears. Such as when she says “And when it rains, Will you always find an escape, Just running away, From all the ones who love you” showing when she cries it gives her another reason to run away without thinking of the consequences and of others. “Take the chances to turn it around, Take these chances we’ll make it somehow” the narrator is saying that she could have told her and they could have worked through it with time. It is estimated that in a year over a million people commit suicide and most often they are teenagers.
No one ever sees suicide coming for their friend or even them crying because these people can’t help from doing it and their depression is a main reason. Decreasing these numbers would be a lot easier if friends would try to talk to them and if you are going through these thoughts to open up because there is a better way out of this.
www.blurtit.com/q536700.html
http://www.suicidal.com/depressionandsuicide/stigma.html
Hurt
Things got so bad,
You prayed to the Lord,
A man in which u had no faith in
You turned to a greater source,
Sheltered yourself from the world,
And did the unthinkable
Slice after slice,
Blood flows down your arm,
The pain stings and hurts,
But you can not stop
You think this will bring you happiness,
I think not,
Do you not realize you hurt the ones you love,
This is no game
Death may come some day,
But its not what he had in mind,
It was your own intentions,
Not your creatures plan
Take into mind,
The people you leave behind,
All the love you lose,
St. Peter wasn’t calling your name
Forgiveness wont come easy,
Some love will be lost,
Respect has dwindled,
And yet,
The day you come through the hospital doors,
Is a day I can not wait to see
You will be happy,
But I will be lost in a world of confusion,
As to why you went,
And why you are happy,
Will you do it again?
Can you promise me this?
