Hello everyone! My name is Amanda and I am currently a sophomore in college majoring in English. I’ve loved writing for as long as I can remember. From creating short fictional stories, to my very own memoir and poetry book.
There is something about the cool air of Autumn That brings me sadness
Especially when I am alone with my thoughts
I’m sure if I thought longer and harder about it
I could pinpoint exactly why that is...
I call myself a hugger
Yet, touch scares me Because of how much I crave it
I fear losing the people I connect with
I feel sometimes that I am too much Too much myself
Taking up too much space
With my ...
I’ve been told that I need a backup plan
Is it because my dreams are too big?
Is it because you don’t believe in me?
I read a quote once that said- “if your dreams don’t scare you, they aren’t big eno...
I’ve never been able to see quite right
How I look
My own physical body
Has never been perceived correctly
“You have body dysmorphic disorder”
Says all the professionals
There’s nothing more painful t...
Hundreds of times have I taken a blade to my skin
Pushed down hard
Learning that quick movements make them deeper
But slow inflicts more pain
I remember the first time I cut my own skin
I used my pink...
My long hair to hide my face or sometimes the tears falling
I cut it short, then buzzed half of it off to make a point
That I was not afraid of or under the control of him anymore
A blanket to cover t...