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"Can I hold your heart?" you asked. I gave it willingly. You looked after it. You cared for it. You treasured it. You looked past the imperfections. You accepted it for what it is.
Every time they shout at you, Don't listen. Every time they hit you, Don't flinch. Every time they insult you, Don't let it hurt you. Every time they shout at you, Smile.
I just am at that point where I want to pack my bags and leave. I'm sick and tired of feeling low. This may be the last thing you want to read, well that's up to you really.
If someone hurts you, mentally or physically, get out of there. Don't hang around for anyone - not even yourself. Calculate, analyse and find a moment to escape, so when that moment comes, run.
Allow me to strip you of your hopes and dreams, Per article of clothing plus lick. Let's ruin your reputation, hopefully it will stick. I want just want you, not you though.
18 hours of fear and pain 18 hours till someone came Promises of love that turned to dust Violence and pain, the bubble burst Threatened with knives, stick, scissors and gun Pushed and pulled,...
It's been two months since the incident, Since people have stopped tearing down her confident. Tears flooded for two continuous weeks, Leaving permanent streaks on her cheeks.
I stroked the first scar goodbye and made my finger move its way to the second one.
Your piercing eyes tear at my soul Your taunting smirk sends me malicious thoughts Your beautiful new clothes bring me jealousy But what I hate the most is that you do this all on purpose.
You cannot tell me I do not understand, you can only ask and trust I will be truthful. You close your eyes to me and turn your blinkers on.
I am your little ragdoll, but why do you have me on strings. I'm far too small for you to take your problems out on. You make me act out scenes that YOU YOURSELF seek to avoid.
they don't know that i come home and literally TEAR apart my bedroom when i'm mad. the posters off my walls, the sheets off my bed, my homework.
I only paused to breath, But that was long enough. You tortured me, beat me. You treated me so rough. These bruises can not lie. Their purple stains won't hide. You treated me like I was nothing.
I only paused to breath, But that was long enough. You tortured me, beat me. You treated me so rough. These bruises can not lie. Their purple stains won't hide. You treated me like I was nothing.
I'm walking down to the coffee shop. Our coffee shop. He'd always get me a large and himself a medium. He would let me sit while he got our drinks. He was my first love.
(Please read the beginning to understand the story, thanks.) When we got home mum didn't know what to do with herself.
The big bad bully who thinks he's just that cool. The bully who every one thinks is the nicest kid around who I just don't understand.
As I cry I struggle to breathe, I take your comments like arrows to the head, but I don't fight back, I always forgive or forget but I never know why, do I risk slipping out of your reach or take the...
There is a dead feeling like dry skin like dry smiles makes outlines in the snow. The water escapes the heat through the air, the gas is building tears, they fall the wrong way.
They want perfection. They don't want me. I am not what they want. I am not perfect. The world wants perfect. I am unaccepted. I am unlikable. I am unprotected from their attacks. Their name calling.
Gone Forever [Poem] You left me here to await my death. You left me standing there, waisting my last breath. Your cold hearted soul, froze me. Your death defying words, stunned me.
Let's play a game. First its My turn. I tell you everything. Let you into my heart. Open up my life and give you my trust. Now it's your turn. You tell me lies. Tear up my heart.
Tell me why I ever let you Push me down so far who you have become that's not who you are I've been pushing and screaming to the edge if my sanity Just to help you understand This is who I am...