My sleep started off peaceful but soon it left me twisted in bed sheets, covered in sweat. I was walking with my friends down a crowded street. We were laughing and joking like normal when I noticed my laces were untied. I crouched down to tie them back up but people were walking all over me pushing me closer to the ground. I start to panic and call out to my friends. I forget my laces and stand up but can't see my friends or anyone I recognise. I try walking forward but it was like I am walking through syrup. My actions were slow and sticky. Suddenly I'm crouched down in my bath with curtain pulled across. I have a small knife in one hand an
you wake up and cry
you fall and cry
you try, but cry
alone, no one wants you there
you're an inconvenience
you feel so awkward
you're hated
you try to help
but get it wrong
everyone wants you gone
you get upset, but no one runs
you need help, but no one runs
you lose control, nut no one runs
time to take matters into your own hands
time to get away
with the only way you know how
deeper in
not long now
time is running out
cry and weep
leave a trail of tears
no one will notice
no one will care
not long now, you're nearly there
you escape
you're away
been gone a while
they start to notice
they cry and weep
leave a trail of tears
but you
I started of with a heart of glass
Small and Simple
Then the words started
The insults flowed
And the scratches appeared
I had a heart of glass
Clear but Scratched
Then the rumours started
The lies circulated
And cracks appeared
I had a heart of glass
Cracked and Damaged
Then the torment started
The pain Deepened
My heart smashed
I have a pile of shards
In an empty space
It hurts to breathe
Every so often I bleed
To make the shards go away
I had a heart of glass
Small and Simple
Then look what happened
All thanks to You
My sleep started off peaceful but soon it left me twisted in bed sheets, covered in sweat. I was walking with my friends down a crowded street. We were laughing and joking like normal when I noticed my laces were untied. I crouched down to tie them back up but people were walking all over me pushing me closer to the ground. I start to panic and call out to my friends. I forget my laces and stand up but can't see my friends or anyone I recognise. I try walking forward but it was like I am walking through syrup. My actions were slow and sticky. Suddenly I'm crouched down in my bath with curtain pulled across. I have a small knife in one hand an
you wake up and cry
you fall and cry
you try, but cry
alone, no one wants you there
you're an inconvenience
you feel so awkward
you're hated
you try to help
but get it wrong
everyone wants you gone
you get upset, but no one runs
you need help, but no one runs
you lose control, nut no one runs
time to take matters into your own hands
time to get away
with the only way you know how
deeper in
not long now
time is running out
cry and weep
leave a trail of tears
no one will notice
no one will care
not long now, you're nearly there
you escape
you're away
been gone a while
they start to notice
they cry and weep
leave a trail of tears
but you
I started of with a heart of glass
Small and Simple
Then the words started
The insults flowed
And the scratches appeared
I had a heart of glass
Clear but Scratched
Then the rumours started
The lies circulated
And cracks appeared
I had a heart of glass
Cracked and Damaged
Then the torment started
The pain Deepened
My heart smashed
I have a pile of shards
In an empty space
It hurts to breathe
Every so often I bleed
To make the shards go away
I had a heart of glass
Small and Simple
Then look what happened
All thanks to You
Heya, I'm Dannie. I'm 16 and I live in England. I'm a very proud 9/16s Scottish, the extra 16th means more than you realise :wink: I like the colour blue ( A LOT ) and turtles. Sorry ducks :( I suffer with depression and self harm so a lot of the things I post may be quite dark or triggering.. I'm really sorry but I'm working past that stage of my life so hopefully I will get better :/ :3
I'm not very good at writing bios at all so just ask me stuff you want to know... Be warned though, I may be insane ;)
I don't like hugs in real life but this is cyber stuff so :hugs: awayyy hehe
Current Residence: UK Favourite cartoon character: Spongebob Squarepants Personal Quote: Saying I can't is failure Saying I can is success
Favourite Movies
Dracula (1931), The Hobbit
Favourite TV Shows
Friends, The Originals & Vampire Diaries, Dracula (English TV Series)
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Black Veil Brides, Iron Maiden, Asking Alexandria, Guns 'N' Roses, Queen, The Killers, Marianas Trench, Skillet
Don't suppose anyone would like to write an essay for me? It's due in on Tuesday, I have 1 day and 22 hours to write this essay and add on an extra day for the other essay and another day for the last one... HAHAHAHAHA, COLLEGE IS SO FUN HAHA HAAAAAA
Time to go curl up in a ball and cry... I could do what I did last time... I wrote a story about a girl who had been asked to write an essay but she couldn't cope and cried also... I don't think my teacher will appreciate it though....
I'm not quite sure why I'm in a good mood. The guy that I love to pieces isn't mine, I'm being subjected to a torturous day tomorrow with the demon child cousin and it feels like everything in my life is going wrong but I'm happy about it... I think my insanity is coming through and playing a part in this...
Anywho, it is Samhain tomorrow and I'm really excited for the evening to do my first Samhain circle ever... I've actually wrote and planned the whole thing out completely down to every single last detail. I think I need it, I'm inviting blessings and happiness into the coming year.
I've rambled about more than you probably care about so
I made this Deviant account 3 years ago when I was in year 8. I was 13 years old and had this immense ambition to be a barrister, to put everyone who had ever done anything wrong where they deserved to be. Protect people when no one else would. Only as I have gotten older, I'm now 16 and nearly leaving school, do I realise the bad people are never going to go away. They will always be there and I was so naive to think I could change the whole world.
3 years is nothing in perspective to my whole life. I easily have 80 years in front of me, even if I did try to shorten it on more than one occasion. Years of self loathing are still holding me