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By Skippie PetrovaPublished 5 years ago 2 min read

Quotes

My body is just a product. Take me , make me yours. I’m just a cheap whore

I’m just a discounted soul

I am addicted to the damage

All that is left is bells and butterflies

I’ll pull the trigger but, you're still the one to blame

I don't mind the broken parts

I’m trapped in my heart

I can't get closer to life

It’s more than i can handle

I feel it in my veins

It's not going away

I’m about to break.

We are broken dreams

Faded promise

Made of false hope

So fucked in this world

So lost in this place

You say you know me

You’ll never know

This type of hell

Say what you want about me

I rather be a sinner then a slave

Im sick deranged i mean fusk its just my life.

Bring on the shame and pain take my soul

Like a moth to the flame

I crave my own destruction

I like the abuse

Your life is a cage

You’ll forever be trapped in

Lost in the wending words forgetting how to be

You said i would never be anything but,

Look i am the one lost in the colour fighting against you with every breath i take

You painted my soul black

Now the pain makes me feel alive

Slit my wrist

Rip out my heart

I'm just damaged goods

Don't play with my self destructive needs

Don't laugh at my insecurities

Don't love my anxiety

Don't judge me by my pain

You rose from the ashes and danced in the fire

Fight like a person with a life time of

Anger, strength and pride

Delicious piece of art , tearing

Human souls apart, the fabulous disaster

Like a needle in you heart

Rain drops on rose

Blood stain lines

Razor blades and long sleeves

Hiding your secret

Jumping off buildings like

A bird with broken wings

Your silence is a twisted rope around my neck

Im choking on all the things unsaid and unkept

Would you destroy something perfect for something beautiful ?

We’re all in love with stolen hearts

Love never stops, feelings do

You can’t play with forever

It’s been a helter skelter romance

The creative adult is

The child that survived

In the very depths of hell don't demons love one another ?

Their words must stay unsaid

And wil my soul remember them

While my lips are living

People who are crazy enough to believe they can change the world do

She’s so full of kindness

Her heart set to blame

She just takes the abuse

Through smoke and flames

Is where he rest

On the edge of hell

Is where he lives

Some people don't understand the beauty of death. The comfort. All your pain fades away, nothing matters anymore. The empty nothing calls your name. Welcoming you into its soft arms promising that pain and fear will end

All the things that you love

Make you manic

You cut to lessen the pain

Your heart beats but,

You feel like you are dying

sad poetry

About the Creator

Skippie Petrova

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