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'I can't come over, I'm busy.'. 'I don't want to talk to you right now.'. 'I've got to study on the night of your party.'. 'No one will talk to me, so why go?'.
she worried about her weight she worried about her date she wondered how long here she'd stay she was curious about when things would finally be okay she starved herself daily she cried herself to...
"Mind is like a bank account.
Chaptor 10: Amy's POV: "I love you." ... Did he just say that. I cant believe it... I dont know what to think this cant be happening again. Why is my mind whirling. I cant lose it now.
You ask if i’m okay. I lie. And say i’m fine. Plastering a fake smile on my face. I bite my tongue. Before I can change my mind. You ask if i’m okay. I lie. And say i’m fine.
Grey skies invade my horizon they're shutting out my sun. I'm feeling deflated, don't like it, and from it I want to run. Darkness falls stifling my optimism, preventing my smiles.
I didn't realise how long I made this one!. :O •Chapter 27 - It's You• •Kai• Ammi's mind. It remembers the events. It remembers the times.
I'm a prisoner in my own mind and body It's always lock up the true feelings and image of who I am for the fear that people will never understand me Maybe every once in a blue moon do I unlock the...
I stand here. Just staring at empty space. I daren't feel. My fears I cannot face. They twist my gut. My chest feels tight. In this tunnel of mine. There is no saving light. I walk with a dark cloud.
Perfect Something I've never longed to be I'm not cocky, trust me To think I am already But what defines perfect, eh. Is it the appearance physically.
She wears a mask upon her face. She hates those inevitable judgements. All she wants is to find a place.
Did you ever think it would be That little girl with the tiny curls framing her face and the dimples The one who's eyes glowed Who would throw the ball at a stranger Ask their name And smile.
I haven't even gotten on Opuss in a shamefully long time. The truth is I've been completely dry of inspiration.
Some days, I feel so alien to the world around me. On these days, every touch feels false and every word seems shallow.
This year left me feeling completely empty. Sometimes my mind wanders back to when I felt perfectly happy.
I hate to see you so sad and falling into a pit of depression. I want to pull you out and wrap you in my arms. Don't go I'm here to help, I'm your friend you can trust me.
Fires ablaze within my eyes, A smile concealing all my lies, Screaming, begging, calling out, A final, frantic, desperate, shout.
I have a brother with autism. He faces challenges everyday by the people in the streets judging him, mocking him and they have no idea...
If I close my eyes tight. And block out the world. Then will everything be okay. If I pray and pray. And wish on my lucky stars. Then will everything be okay. If I put on a smile.
'Alfred, I'm in the batcave, There's a situation, It's serious. There's a woman running round, Called Harley , Shes delirious.
It's like drowning. Always drowning. The water fills your lungs, And threatens to pull you under. You'd have to be depressed to understand.
Melissa feeling the anxiety building, sat on the park bench nervously smoking a cigarette. She was to meet Dr. Henschel, the man who was going to subdue her pain.
Tonight a character in a novel called 'looking for Alaska' by John Green awoke me to a realisation, the line I read was 'Y'all smoke to enjoy it, I smoke to die', the realisation was that that's what...
It's that time again, to close my eyes and start my sleepless nightshift, My sanity and sleep have seemingly developed a midnight rift.