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You left marks... On me and my skin, Are they through love. The boarder is too thin... You bruised my personality, And the effect shines on through. These purple patches on my skin...
#FridayFun Crouched - in a hole, lone; death bullets circle his home. Child, stranger to calm. Fear - a common foe, That visits with every shot. Trapped, nowhere to go.
Crouched - in a hole, lone; death bullets circle his home. Child, stranger to calm. Fear - a common foe, That visits with every shot. Trapped, nowhere to go.
I guess her screams were more than a memory. Like lungs filling with water. Like skies turning into darkness. A shadow, a spirit killer. The floor still had a violent creak.
Nothing I do or say Is enough to make anyone stay I don't know what it is And I'm not sure what happens But every time someone he's close They're suddenly far away again There was one who stayed...
#acrostic Kinda dark...
Chapter 3 I hear and feel simultaneously the front door slam shut as it quakes the house. I dawdle as much as I can before he orders me to come down.
9. I come home and Leeann's coloring at the counter, that's weird, Tak isn't here to tell her coloring is idiotic and childish (even though Leeann's a kindergartener and that's kinda how they are.
It was just your hand, Lacerated by hatred, Envy, jealousy, A concealed weapon, But it could have been Your heart, Your life taken in a moment, And how would I have Carried on without you.
Chapter 2 As I wait in anticipation and fear I glance around my room, the muddy creamy coloured paint on my walls are peeling and slowly flaking off.
What kind of world is this This world I call my own Were even a young child Is afraid of going home A world in which a man Will take innocence from a child Now their lives are lived in fear The...
Remember when I took those pills.
It never fails, he calls me his friend, scaring me senseless, at about 10:00. First the banging noise, followed by the sliding of my closet door, I quick hide under my covers, more terror is in store.
Diet pills and razorblades. And words to keep me calm. Diaries and records. Of all the things that I've done wrong. Poems with untold stories. Worn edges and ink smears. Memories of all the nights.
Calm - Consideration must be the game Self- Preservation always the claim Recognised as good men....positions of trust While their young victims suffer in silence ....
Night goes to days when I scream myself awake To get away from those eyes that penetrate Reflection in the eye see blood from the heart Safe and sound is far apart from my mind Unable to find...
Once I felt real, That's what led me behind the wheel, I just wanted it to end, Just too fast around the bend.
The loud laughter of the lunch room seems to be put on mute as my eyes scan the crowded room. He can't be here, he won't look here. My body feels tense, my mind becoming a nervous wreck.
He threw me on the floor. The tears trickled down my pale face. He walked towards me. My heart speeded up so fast. I could barely catch my breath. He walked away from me and disappeared.
One time I dug metal into my skin because I was sad. You know, usually when people are sad they cry and cry and cry. But see, I was sad and I didn't cry. I didn't shed a tear.
"Leah you can't just run off like that." "Don't talk to me..." "Leah..." I looked up at his brown eyes. They were filled with so much care. My eyes flashed to a memory.
*The boy you call lame works every night to support his family. *The girl you call fat Has a disease and is anorexic. *the girl you pushed down today is being abused at home.
Justin gets up and darts off in a limping fashion and Reggie comes over. His face is bleeding but he's smiling down at me.
From the day I was born You set me off to wonder alone I was so young and naïve Even though I tried, there was nothing I could achieve You said that I was worth nothing and useless You didn't...