I'm not made of crystal.
Or diamonds.
When I break I never become whole again.
Each time I get hurt,
A piece of me dies,
Goes away,
Disappears.
When I get cut,
It's deep.
Even with stitches,
A scar is still there.
It will always be there,
Making me remember,
My worst fears,
And my darkest memories.
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Hello! My name is Alivia and I'm almost 13. I'm a freak! (just thought you should know that. It might help explain most of my posts.) I LOVE music. My favorite song is Killing Me Softly. I like to sing, and I also play the piano and flute. I also do horse back riding. (I know. I'm pretty skilled) I want to publish the books I'm writing and poems that I've created. I think that's all u need to know about me cuz I'm afraid if I tell you too much you might track me down or steal my identity. :)
Every word is a cut, Scarring my psyche. Every glance a critique, Determined to sink me. Every change or suggestion, Shows how much there is wrong. My half full glass, Is emptied for fun.
The dreams I had were based on lies, All so I could sever my family ties. The fear of getting too close only for them to die, Is too much for my heart to accept and comply.
Sat staring into those eyes A haunting tale can be read The trials of her life take time As inside she feels dead She knows she feels love But doesn't know how to express it For she died long ago Her...
Burn me, use me, need me, Then rip me into shreds and throw me away.
Give me a taste, give me a sip. Gimme something that tastes like shit. Give me the pain and take my tears. Please take away everything but my fears. Be the brave, be the strong.
Sold a lie. Such a price. Left me broken. Heart and mind. In a heap. On the floor. Wounds running deep. Whole body's sore. Left a shell. Devoid of hope. Dreams became nightmares. Few words spoke.
You scour me Leave me raw You sand me down Layers of myself fall Your abrasive words Rasp down deep Leaving open sores That begin to weep Wells of venom Poison all of me The hurt you...
Leave your marks. Your black and blue bruises. I know you too well. As alcohol blood infuses. Haunt me till I'm dead. Losing me such relief. My body left pale. Escaped the pain belief.
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