Sprawled Across My Bedroom Floor Crying Into My Pen Tablet-I Had Intentions To Draw, But My Things Played Out Much Worse

To anyone reading this. I hope someone reads this. I'm dieing inside right now. There is a pretty good reason why I don't lie, lieing leads to you hurting people. Hurting people leads to your friends crying on their bedroom floors. I have a handful of bestfriends, which I'm sure sounds crazy, but to me "bestfriend" it a title, that is almost like a rank. If I trust you this much and I have no fear to tell you everything sure, you're my best friend. I lost a bestfriend today. Today I found out, the one person who know, I kid you not, everything about me, lied to me. I called her on it today, and she admitied, sadly that only made it hurt worse. Maybe I should have let it die, but once she announced to me, that yes, she lied. I could stop asking myself, how could she do this to me? What did I do to her? How could she look me in the eyes and tell me something completley false. I want your feedback on something I wrote. Does it suck horribly? Does it only suck a little? Is it on the suckish boarder line? What?

For Always

By: Ray Colbert

When I thought my life couldn't get any worse

Stuck with the world's darkest curse

You came and set up a whole new verse

To repeat to pain I've already served

To repeat the cuts on these curves

How is this what I deserved?

I've been here for you

For always

Holding trust for you

For always

Telling only truth

For always

Never hurting you

Ever

Changing tears for

The Better

With now my eyes turning

Redder

How could you

Look me in the eyes

Telling me these lies

Leading to my heart's demise

How could you

When did I hurt you

Ever

Leave you stranded looking for

The better

Leave you to, your arms

Redder

And to believe

I told you my everything

Kept with you

My deepest truths

Only you knew how to break me down

For always

How do you respond when someone you trusted with everything, lies to you?

How do you respond when someone you trusted with everything, lies to you?

Answer here

A cancer patient only has one wish, to get better. I know that 97% of formspringers will not post this as an anon question, but my friends will be the 3% that do! In honour of someone who has died or is fighting cancer - send this to everyone asked

A cancer patient only has one wish, to get better. I know that 97% of formspringers will not post this as an anon question, but my friends will be the 3% that do! In honour of someone who has died or is fighting cancer - send this to everyone asked

Answer here

I Have Failed

Today could possibly be one of my worst days. I managed to break all four principles in an hour. I feel so horrible. I feel so horrible.

~Ray

Disguising Truth with Poetry Lies and a Metalic Sharpie

I wrote a poem about self harming. I'm not a constant harmer, but when life just can't suck anymore, it's the only way to remind myself, that this is not just a nightmare. Wether or not this life is going anywhere, or not, it is a way for me to do more than just live life. Everday it seems like I'm just waking up, to fall back asleep in a matter of hours, so I may wake up once again. I hurt myself two days ago. Honestly-it didn't hurt at all, not until the anger washed off, and I had to sit in the dark, with myself, and scold my own being to doing this-to myself. I'm not really in this for some kind of attention, but I only have so many long sleeve shirts. Today, I wore a short sleeve, and used my pretty little silver sharpie to write down the bell schedual on my arm, so if someone looked over, it wouldn't look like a cat had, had a seizure on my arm, but just like I'm a lazy kid who doesn't have the nerve to check my assignment notebook for the times. And it isn't like I only write down the schedual when I've hurt myself, because I am a lazy kid who doesn't have the nerve to check my assignment notebook for the times, so it isn't like all of a sudden, I had sharpie all over me out of the blue. I just don't need teachers sending my to those offical counsilers that really just don't do anything, except interupt your story, and then reccomend you to a therapist, who will do exactly what they are supposed to do, but don't. I wrote a poem, and I want your feedback. Thanks a bunch.
~Ray

My Persciption

My perscription, baby

Is self infliction, maybe

My prediction, latley

It's my addiction, save me

Please save me

I'm ashamed of my self

When I

Break. The. Skin.

But I'm proud of myself

When I

Start. Scream-in'.

And when the get-go

Comes takin'

Your whole body

Be shakin'

And you're wallowed in yourslef

But when the tears

Dry. Up.

And the Break Down Is

Built. Back. Up

It's Time

To. Wake. Up

From Life's Nightmare

Life's A Nightmare

And There's No Waking

Unless You're Taking

My Perscription

When A Girl Is Beautiful

A girl is beautiful when she first wakes up in the morning, when her hair has yet to be teased, and her face has yet to be covered in racoon make-up.
A girl is beautiful when she is comfortable in her clothes, and doesn't care what other people are wearing.
A girl is beautiful when she isn't looking in the mirror picking out things about her she doesn't like, but when she smiles at her reflection and tells herself she is a beautiful as she truely is.
Beauty doesn't come from being the perfect shape, or haveing a cute laugher, or sparkling eyes.
Beauty is when a girl is who she is, and proud of it.
When society sees a big girl with a smile on her face, most people would think she needs to hit to them gym, and those people should go kill themselves.
A girl who is happy with her weight, and her clothes, is beautiful and no one can take that away from her.

Ray Principle Four: Don't care what people think, you are beautiful.

Quote me if you dare: Ray the Midieval Princess of Spanish Pineapples(Ray Colbert)

While I've never actually met you...and I doubt I ever will...you've given me so much hope, and something to write about. Yeah, I'm going Paramore on you know-I need something to sing about.

That sexy title is dedicated to my dear friend Nicole's boyfriend. I've yet to meet this kid, but he has my seal of approval, since he is a fan of my addiction (3OH!3) and has Nicole sending me the lyrics to Electroshock. :) This post is carefully walking around my boarder seeing as I don't want to break my second principle. Dont Tell Secrets Not Your Own To Tell. Just don't do it, kay? KAY! Any-h-way a significant thing has happen to this child which has motivated me to write! Waaaahooo! I have had writers block for two months now, writing songs about things that have never happened to me, and while this never happened to me it did happen to someone I...in a way...know. I'm very happy to be writing again, because as soon as I began writing that, which I can't post because....RAY P. 2!..... Hmm Ray-P Sounds like Rapey...but as soon as I started writing that I was able to write a little some-some about the war of Abi & Nicole, which I CAN share with you, cause it involes mwah.
"It’s this war needs ending

It’s you I’m defending

It’s this world shaking

It’s my heart breaking

How did it come to this?

When I have no proof

Except I believe in you

It’s this choice I’m making

It’s my life taking"

I'd like to know what you kiddos/kiddas are thinking about my writing. Soooo leave a comment! :)

Ray + Inspiration = HALLELUJAH!