When I was seven,
I thought being sixteen meant
that I would be the popular cheerleader with the cool car;
the girl everyone liked.
I wish I could go back to that state of mind.
When I was thirteen,
It’s things like long sleeves
In one hundred degrees
You’d think they’d notice
But all they see is the outside
they look at their downside
I’m not there to clean,
but they don’t ask why I’m so lean
The empty seat next to me Is reserved for you.
People ask if they can sit there, but I smile politely and tell them that it's taken. All of the other seats start filling up,
But I know you'll be back ...
Lost without no guide or direction
Alone with no one to hold me To tell me everything will be okay
The pain of hurt it pierced in my heart
To fight through all the emotions I've endured I hide the sad...
Tell me something is there a way to make you remember what happened.
I see it everyday in my actions, my emotions, my words.
You left me messed up inside when you disregarded everything.
I am not here...
I see tired faces sitting in squares, trapped in their world with only four corners to turn to. That star outside breaks, it’s light throws a stuttering shade on the walking dead below it. I see puff ...
If I could take back the mistakes I created in my past, I would in a heartbeat. It's no fun being constantly reminded of what you done by the people whom love you unconditionally.
Those same people se...
I open my eyes and all I can see is this confinement of my imagination manifesting into my reality
These four walls that are slowly closing in on me as fear has me paralyzed within my subconscious
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The silent thought process before the decl...
I swear I'm trying
But it's never good enough
I try and I try
But I feel like giving up
Complain and whine
Aggravated and a burden
The pain seeps through my veins
Tilt the bottle back and hit the bour...
My body weeps for peace.
Burst into Flames
Even in the dark your hand finds my hand and we burst into flames.
Of pain free days
For less negative thoughts
My eyes stay closed,
for so long in fear of the darkness,
The stranger, the demon, the ghost,
their hot breath upon my neck. Claws
The pain won’t let me go,
its two claws have burrowed into my sk...
My heart is heavy, but I cannot cry. And though I know we all must die; I still find myself asking why. Life comes and life goes, death comes for us all young and old. It doesn't matter who you are, r...
I hoped that the beauty around me would somehow soothe
this aching yearning to feel
anything other than the
smothering my fractured
But it just furthers my sense of
I can only take in so much hurt,
Before it starts to razor cut my lungs,
And I stop breathing in my own air.
I become caged, in a thought that you shared.
And I do my best to stand tall, to be the bes...
There's this little girl who I spot picking dandelions for her imaginary friends or running through the tall green grass, her hair flowing gracefully behind her. Her hair is always a little tangled fr...
My day was a blur and I couldn't focus. Everything around me was moving except me. I need to get out... now. I got in the car and drove away...
I arrived to only place I have known. In the country whe...