Missing you still- In Memory of Amanda Lee Porter
We still miss you even after a year,
We look and look but you're not here.
You left us on that fateful night,
You eyes used to shine so bright.
Down to the river we cannot go,
There we see your broken body glow.
We cried when you lost your life,
Many of us reached for the knife.
Your baby is being raised at your will,
You were only 17, beautiful still.
One day soon we'll see you,
The skies will cry..then again be blue.
Sweet suicide
The blade shines,
The same old sting lines my wrist,
The beauty of the scarlet lines,
Pushing down oh-so-perfect,
Sweet suicide you call me again.
The pills so light,
Slide easy down my throat,
Chase it down with whiskey,
The harsh feelings no more,
Sweet suicide you call me again.
The rope tight,
Swing roughly by my neck,
Jumping onto a stool,
The thick rope pulled tight,
Sweet suicide you call me again.
Closer to the edge,
Feel teh breeze push me over,
Standing on the bridge,
Finally ready to let go,
Sweet suicide you call me again.
Barrel in my mouth,
Cold and so sweet,
Let my fingers move themselves,
Pull the trigger and say goodbye,
Sweet suicide you call me again.
Tray Again
The light in front of me,
my past behind,
So ready to move on,
Yet still out of my mind.
They locked me up here,
Told me I'm crazy,
I would have died,
But that b***h "saved me".
Send me away,
Lock me up tight,
I tried to kill myself,
Saw the beautiful bright light.
I saw myself,
Bloody on the bed,
Wrists sliced up,
Saw nothing but red.
Now I'm locked up,
Here in the cell,
Please mom stop,
Just send me to hell.
When I get back,
Believe I'll do it once more,
This time you can't get in mom,
I'm locking my ******** door.
Next time I'll succeed,
Then I will finally be dead,
Whether I use my knife,
Or put a bullet in my head.
No more dreams,
Sleep in sweet peace,
No more pain,
all my thoughts release.
You (won honerable mention in a contest)
Get out of this world,
Save me from this place,
I want to run away,
To see your amazing face.
You show me I can make it,
You help me live my life,
You take away my blade,
And help me put down the knife.
You make me want to live,
So show them I can do it,
You're my best friend,
And now I know I'm worth it.
My life was pointless,
Gone without you,
You gave me meaning,
And to you I'll always be true.
Careful Now
Careful Now,
Take the blade drag it on your skin,
Careful Now,
You wouldn't wanna push it in,
Careful Now,
The blood flows thick again,
Careful Now,
Don't let the blade be your friend,
Careful Now,
Lay your pretty little head down,
Careful Now,
Drop the blade on the ground,
Careful Now,
Walk toward the beautiful light,
Careful Now,
You finally realized you've died tonight.
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