Same As Yesterday |rant book| *Completed*

In My Darkest Hours

"In My Darkest Hours"

Waking up

I feel corrupt

Going to school

Knowing I'm a fool

Get beat to the ground

Have my name tossed around

Have these thoughts of death

Have thoughts about the time of my last breath

Running home from hell

Feeling like I'm falling down a well

Close the door to my home

And I realize I'm alone

My parents don't know

My feelings have yet to show

I grab my phone

And your on it

I turn you on

And I ignore my scabbed over thigh slits

I let your voice waver through the speakers

As the poison from my brain comes down through in the form of beakers

This affects my actions

As I think about the ropes

The blades

The pills

Your prominent voice gives me hope

I'm ready to start

As your meaningful lyrics touch my numb heart

What you say

It blows me away

You tell me to hold on

And appreciate today

I'm not sure how you did it

But you changed me

I love all of you

You don't even know me but yet

I don't rue

And I never regret

My choices to start trusting you

I'm sure you are told this all the time

But what you tell me, it draws a line

When I was looking for a cause to live

I can't ever thank you enough

For helping me through some of most the stormy nights

And for giving me reasons to keep up the fight

And now, everything's better than alright

You are my everything and I adore you so much

But you'll can't see

And you'll never know

These words from me

And how during the darkest hours

You helped me cope...

*December 13th, 2014 and October 16, 2015*

thebiterphobia: J

The thing about this poem is it's true. I made this originally about Pierce the Veil and how they helped me through my rough times. The thing about it is, they didn't. They didn't relate to me as much as Marshall does. Marshall Mathers is literally my everything. I probably wouldn't even be alive right now if it wasn't for me realizing that all the suicidal stuff and depression wasn't all life is for. And the thing that helped me realize not to really give a fudge anymore was his music. It's pretty inspiring bc once upon a time, if someone didn't like me I'd be ready to commit suicide. No joke. And he helped me to be myself, not a modified version.

I've made so many friends like ZoeTheHalfrican , reignofshady , rookiem , KenMathers , stantrash (Ik you changed your name but Wattpad is a whore😂) and taylorangelique  ,  in this fandom, experienced so many things, had the best times of my life to Marshall. And I couldn't ever believe that nearly two years ago, I could be this affected by music and interviews. I love my life, I love myself, I love my friends irl and on here and I love my opportunities. And 99% of those feelings wouldn't be felt if it wasn't for Marshall. And also, this is like my first major non video edit so sorry if it looks like shlit on a stick.

Marshall Mathers: October 17th, 1972🎂🎉🎊🎁