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So after it all. I survived the fall. Been tossed and turned. And had my fingers burned. But the road to recovery is here. And finally everything has become clear. I'd all but given up.
Stuck to this conveyor belt On a destination that's not my choice They tell me it's 'my journey' But they've taken away my voice I signed on the dotted line Did what I thought I should But how do...
So here's a story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside.
No Call No call today What does this mean. Have you surrendered. Or just waiting for a better moment. No call from you Not even a text What are you up to now. Have you found some other girl to hurt.
"Nikki raised you. For a couple of years". "Did a damn good job too!". My grand mother and her sister. My sister was 12. Took care of me for. 5 years. By then I was just starting school.
Lying in bed at night, awake as usual. And i hear a noise, sort of like a whisper, someone talking, every time it gets louder.
I know it will all be better in the morning, and I'm trying to keep that in mind as I write. After all-isn't my glass usually half full. No, not tonight.
Sometimes I wonder if anyone really grasps how much pain I'm in. Then I feel selfish as I realise somebody else is in worse. But in that selfish moment.. I'm scared. Scared of what I'll do.
You never cease to make me laugh. My life seems so worth while. But right deep down inside me. I'm sporting a fake smile. Whenever you're around. I forget the troubles of the time.
I noticed that there were some people on Opuss who were really sad and I hate to see people unhappy so I decided to write this.
Life's roller coaster can become too much. Ups and downs become the norm. Balance is needed and craved. Natural sedation, Through meditation. A solution to the swings. Numbing the norm through...
Delirious with poisoned mind,. The room is one dark blur,. Cup of toxins in one hand,. And sleeping tablets on the floor,. Soaked wires in petroleum,. And cut the phone cords short halfway,.
Too much going on right now. Too many things to say. Taking my mum for spine injections. Is scaring me today. I haven't posted in a bit. Except for the poem this morning.
It would take five seconds. Not even. To never see anything again. But something holds me back, makes me look up as the evening sun sinks lower into the sky. Nobody cares, I remind myself.
When darkness falls And I'm left alone The voice taunts and haunts Chills me to the bone. It knows all my secrets All my fears and my guilt Wraps it's poison around me Like a soiled, rotten quilt.
28th August 2012|London Dear Diary, I decided to start keeping a diary so I can write down all of my experiences, but I'm finding it quite hard. I don't really know where to start.
So sick of looking in the mirror and hating what I see. I lash out. Clenching my fist tight smashing myself in the face, mirror shatters. Blood drips.
I was speechless. Absolutely speechless at the picture that stood before me on my computer screen. I was in my grass dress, looking off into the sky. My arms were gracefully lifted up towards the sun.
"Ugh, there's grass up my nose!" I squealed as Paul busily began sprinkling grass over my mouth. That wasn't the best idea. Paul laughed as I began spitting blades of grass from my mouth.
I'm spacing out More often now Every 3 minutes I'll be in my own world My train of thought Is out of service I can't keep a handle On my own mind What is up with me.
#household @misslittleDHP. I wear a knife strapped to my wrist,. A cold, glass blade of ice,. I hold it in my pale fist,. And aim it, quite precise,. One strike, it takes,. To bring her down,.
#household "Every 14.2 minutes someone in the United States dies by suicide. Nearly 1,000,000 people make a suicide attempt every year.
#Household It's time to put the knife away, It's time to live another day. It's time for me to recognise, That this knife holds a thousand lies.
I'm all alone. I sit in my room... It's pitch black except when a clap of thunder and a flash of lightning light up the whole room for a split second.