25.9.05

these roads that i travel
dont seem so long
when you are holding my hand.
when the fire inside my soul
is reduced to ashes,
you fill me with warmth.
maybe ive made a mistake.
maybe we are not ready for this.
but whats done is done
and here we are.
one step closer.
now that you are leaving,
i just have to know.
will we make it?
will our love carry us through?
i anticipate long nights,
tear stained pillows
begging for your embrace.
all i can ask of you
is to try.
i promise i'll try.
i think we can do this,
i think love can protect us.
i believe that every time i see you smile
my pain will be washed away.
i believe we can save each other.
i just have to know,
do you believe in us?

-suffocate.within

bleeding inside since
20:12

0 struck matches.

18.9.05
rise...

i feel it coming.
coming back.
screaming in my head.
i hear them,
i hear them all.
betraying me.
critiquing me.
collecting my imperfections
and throwing them
in my face.
again.
i feel it uncurling
in my mind
in my chest
in my

soul.

rise...

my demon...

rise...

and show my


-jo.

bleeding inside since
22:29

0 struck matches.

13.9.05

why the fuck are you doing this to me?
why are you hurting me so badly?
please stop,
i love you more than i could ever tell you.
my heart is bleeding for you,
cant you see that?
cant you see im hurting for YOU?
i need you,
i love you.
i want to keep you here
no matter what you say to me.
i know thats wrong
but i love you
so goddamn much.
you were the ONLY one
who could bring a smile to my face.
and i refuse to give that up so easily.
even if it hurts,
even if i bleed.
even if you KILL me.
i...cant...leave.
please stop hurting me,
oh god please stop.
I LOVE YOU.

-suffocatewithin

bleeding inside since
22:15

0 struck matches.

11.9.05
fuck it.

im sick of it.
im sick of you.
the one who
claimed to be
unjudgmental.
the one who
j u d g e s m e
every time i open
my goddamn mouth.
you said you cared,
you bastard.
you dont give a damn.
im so sick of you
and your lies
and your words.
they cut deeper
than you think they do.
they scar easier
than you think they do.
they hurt me more
t h a n y o u t h i n k t h e y d o.
all i get from you is
bullshit.
'im open minded.'
sure bitch.
maybe in your own little
fucked up world.
maybe in your own little
f u c k e d u p m i n d.
i dont know what possessed you
to say shit like that,
but i finally have the nerve
to take it personally.
you insulted me
with practically everything you said.
i figured you were kidding.
and now ive discovered you werent.
and that is
unacceptable.
u n a c c e p t a b l e.
and i am finished.
i cant do this anymore.
goodbye.

and be gone with you.

-jo.

bleeding inside since
19:21

0 struck matches.

10.9.05
home is where the <> is.

call me selfish again.
i will tell you what its like
to give everything you have
to other people.
getting nothing in return
but a few scars
and harsh words
followed by hollow apologies.
how easily you forget.
i only wish i could remember to forget.
your words stay,
even after the wounds have cauterized.
voluntarily i place the shattered pieces
of my grey heart back in your hands.
ive got no where to turn
except back into your decieving arms.
im not strong enough to leave
but i feel the anger rising.
i feel my hatred reappearing.
my makeshift heart is crumpling
under all these feelings
my burdened body
is crippled and weak.
you think you see through me.
but all i have ever seen of you
is - your - back.
left to lay in my self shed blood.
this feels like home.
the home that follows me
from my nightmares
into my reality.

-suffocate...

bleeding inside since
19:51

0 struck matches.

never again

i feel it.
-here it comes again.
creeping up over me.
-here it comes again.
DEATH.
it smothers me like a thick blanket of smoke,
i have no breath.
BLOOD.
temptation drips down over me
filling my mouth, my hands, my soul.
ive been rebuilt
but somehow my pieces are cracking,
tumbling to the ground.
my heart aches every time my wrists do.
and i am so ashamed.
my fingers are raw and blood soaked
from trying to pick up my remains.
im falling under the weight
of my worthlessness and these words.
ive come to know nothing but betrayal.

-suffocate.within

bleeding inside since
19:47

0 struck matches.

3.9.05
saveoursouls...

thehistoryisgonethe
homesaregonethepe
oplearegonetheposs
esionsaregonebutth
efaithishere.twoday
sagoablackmanwalk

edintoanelevatorinaustintexaswearingadenvernuggets
jerseythatsaidcarmelloanthonyonthebackandcarryinga
plasticbagofclothes.thefirstthinghesaidtothepassengers
fromdenverwas'isntlifegreat?'theysaid'yes.welikeyourje
rsey.werefromdenver.'hereplied'oh,yeah,itsmyfavorite
shirt.ilikethecolors.ivealwayslovedthenuggets.ofcourse

itsallihavenow.im f

romneworleans.
wehadtoleavefast.b
utisntlifegreat?welo
steverything,butmy
familyisallhere,safe.

isntlifegreat?'

bleeding inside since
12:23

0 struck matches.

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# linkage.
aaron.
alltheworldtonothing.
bad poets society.
ben.
dani.
the end is near.
i dont own emotion. i rent.
jooutthewindow.
never ending story.
the nightjar.
lonely for the last time.
rosiebc6.
saccharinity.
second chances. from $26 995.
set my heart alight.
soph.
suicidiaries.

# bitch here.



# rules.
yes, sadly, there are rules. just cause im a control freak and i like our blog looking all nice. so. numero uno. no capitalization. unless it is absolutely necessary to the structure of your poem, no one wants to see it. numero dos. no apostrophes. i hate them, and theyre stupid. numero tres. no spelling errors. sorry for those of you who are slightly illiterate. but its hard to read poetry if it is fricking spelled wrong. numero quatro. sign your poems. ill take credit for them otherwise...*evil grin*. awesome. other than that, nothing else so far. you can use whatever font/size you want. any type of poem. etc. thank you.

# us.
name: jordan.
age: 15.
called: jo, dino, jooutthewindow, georgia.
contact: beckham2590@hotmail.com

awesome.

pastimes: writing, drawing, soccer, rowing, swimming, cello.
people: you know who you are.

not so much.

people: you know who you are.
things: juniper bushes, society, life. probably you, too.

music.

artist: green day, linkin park, jimmy eat world, evanescence, autopilot off, blink-182, simple plan, etc.

name: danielle.
age: 15.
called: dani, t-rex, daniel, wingy, doneal*a*thon, psycho.
contact: winged-one@comcast.net

awesome.

pastimes: soccer, wakeboarding, music.
people: not me.

not so much.

people: boys(lol, most but not all), he who must not be named.

music.

artist: korn, linkin park, staind, strata, disturbed.

name: dorota.
age: 17.
called: dorota, d, dorito, roacha...basically anything.
contact: kurczaczek91@hotmail.com

awesome.

pastimes: rowing, swimming, viola, reading, just chilling and shaking my booty.
people: everyone who is nice and not michelle tillman.

not so much.

people: michelle tillman and all those bitchy whores out there.
things: sharks, jellyfish, and seaweed.

music.

artist: anyone.

name: bailey.
age: 16.
called: bay, bail, foomelody, crack whore.
contact: sportsgirlmidfield@hotmail.com

awesome.

pastimes: soccer, poetry, rocking out, people watching.
people: anyone who doesnt piss me off right away.

not so much.

people: anyone with a bad aura.
things: not being able to breathe under the covers.

music.

artist: foofighters, queens of the stone age, nirvana, black rebel motorcycle club, and many many others.

name: sophie.
age: 15.
called: sophsta, fefe, soph, soapie, the list goes on.
contact: wicked_lemons@yahoo.com

awesome.

pastimes: writing, art.
people: david bowie.

not so much.

people: pretentious people, and idiots who think theyre smart. theyre not.
things: math and spelling.

music.

artist: placebo, david bowie, new order, joy division, and the yeah yeah yeahs.

name: ben.
age: 15.
called: ben.
contact: Nerdsworld5643@aol.com

awesome.

pastimes: violin, reading, hanging out.
people: mes amis.

not so much.

people: no idea.
things: bananas.

music.

artist: anyone.

name: aaron.
age: 14.
called: aaron, asshole, raisin, furtard(why thats been extended to me, god only knows) whatever you want.
contact: newbluechampion666@hotmail.com.

awesome.

pastimes: baseball, sleeping, procrastinating, poeming.
people: who knows.

not so much.

people: The list is at 5 pages.
things: stairs, and broken headphones.

music.

artist: (this is gonna be long) everclear, cradle of filth, marilyn manson, metallica, linkin park, AFI, dave matthews band, everlast, spearhead, yellowcard.

name: michael.
age: 15.
called: evoldous, psycho child.
contact: mbhultman@msn.com.

awesome.

pastimes: skateboarding(is it a past time?).
people: danzaver, brixius, gabby, dan-yell, you know, all those people.

not so much.

people: i dont know, that one kid that wants to kill me.
things: those scion cars, they look like boxes.

music.

artist: icp, twiztid, marcy playground, kotton mouth kings, they might be giants, nirvana, metallica, more...


# credits
picture by jo.
layout by roxy_belle.