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I stand at the top of the cliff. A sheer plunge greets me on one side, eternal unhappiness on the other. Choices, choices... Death or a living hell. Such a tough decision...
My mother was born. On April, Friday the 13th. She was a bleach blonde. Without any teeth. She's a terrific person. From her friends eyes. Although she's bipolar. And filled with lies.
I've never known you. I never shall Or will. You monster. You hit Scratch, Punch, the ones You say you love the most. You monster. She left you. And she left you again.
Part 2 Two days since Graham had buried Thorn in the garden and things were not getting any easier.
Have to find another way To let my mind recover Another morning feeling dirty Fragile, depressed and hungover. An outcast from society, I can't handle sobriety.
"mommy I'm scared" The little girl said Sat up real quick And ran from her bed Off to her mother room That little girl went She cried when she saw Blood dripping from the vent A bang and a...
In the cupboard I hide all my nightmares, In the cupboard I hide what I most fear. I cannot open that cupboard, Unless I wish death on myself, Monsters lurking inside...
"Everyone will find happiness in their lives when the time is right for them.
#household challenge 7 years ago it began I became one of the damned I had a car crash I survived the smash Left haunted by fears I cried many tears 6 years ago I lost my dog, Bo She was a faithful...
Why is it that when people are depressed the people around them always try to cheer them up.
When I was little, my dad was always my rock. So stable, so safe. But at some point, that changed. I'm not sure when, but it did. My dad has always been one to appreciate a good whiskey.
I let the crazy woman wonder upstairs to 'her' bedroom, change 'her' clothes, before hearing 'her' scream.
"Who-who-who's there?" I asked. No answer. "Answer. Answer NOW!" A rustling of plastic bags was frail against the sharp tone of the person's voice. "Honey!" they said.
Walking up to this old familiar place, Frozen time in my memory, and slow in my pace I open the door and ascend the stairs, Feeling the weight of unwanted cares He appears from his bedroom, but...
For the last 2 years i have been dreading each day until one day where the dreading stoped. So did part of me.
I've browsed through the cards Time after time Read all the words posted Heartfelt in rhyme At times I've been choked My eyes stung by tears As so many describe Happy growing up years They express...
Feather sits alone, In the middle of her bed, Riotous, unhappy thoughts, Running through her head.
As I entered the room I noticed that her walls were covered with posters of boy bands. Most of them were of Olly Murs and one direction. I couldn’t help but shudder at the sight of these.
Hush little kitten don't you cry, Moma's gonna sing you a lullaby... And when you're dad comes home steaming, You'll be protected, still dreaming.
I walk down the deserted alleyway. As my gentle footsteps resonate around me, I begin to wonder what my mum would say to my newfound occupation.
"Amelia, are you listening to me?" She moved her head against the breeze. "Of course I am mummy!" She said unconvincingly. "My patience is quickly tiring!" Her mother placed her hands on her hips.
Chapt 7, part 2, 'Lily!' I scream. A few nurses rush up to me and put my drip back in my hand and tell me to shush and get back into bed properly.
Thankyou @Fly10 My Family tree Great Grandfather Died last day at the battle of the Somme Grandfather Ran a hotel for many years, only later on i found out it was brothel he was running.
Was there a time where I could have said, "I hated my father?". Yes, many times. Was there a time where all I wanted to do was run away. Of course. Was there a time when I wanted his forgiveness. Yes.