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What would it look like if we had our family portrait done?
Me in the middle, My sister, step-sister, adopted sister and half-brother to my left,
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So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of
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Every muscle, nerve and bone in your body telling you to give up...
But in false hope you live on...
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Not a good piece... just came across it when i was cleaning out my paper draw and thought i would post it.
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She woke suddenly. Sat bolt upright in her bed and quickly glanced towards her side. Nothing but a large, crimson stain remained on her bed. He was gone. She tw
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It comes to something...
When you wandering around...
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I have so many unanswered questions...
And i want you to answer them...
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The story I am about to tell you is an account of the last couple of days of my short lived life. If you are at all horrified by the thought of the three most d
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It was you and me and me and you,
Together as one,
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It's the worst piece in creation... just needed to vent...
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“Good morning girls.” I rolled over only half conscious and felt myself drifting back to sleep. “Bryony, you get up right now young lady. I’m not having you lat
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HE WAS AMAZING... HE WAS TOO YOUNG TO BE TAKEN FROM ME
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Jealousy burns deep within my soul,
Not for your clothes, your features, your looks,
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Locked up in a box,
Away from life,
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Music fills the room...
The song is in full swing...
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How much do i love you?
It's impossible to say,
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His eyes are deep shiny pools of ice,
His lips are a soft touch upon my cheek,
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An arm round my throat,
I spluttered and choked,
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The cover a darkish shade of red,
I turn the page and then i read,
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A dress on a hanger,
Not yet used,
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He thinks I'm beautiful,
You think I'm ugly,
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Same od path,
Same old footsteps,
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A disguise…
A secret left untold…
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Life... slips away...
Death... looms...
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A tear falls,
The escaping soul,
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Hate, Love, Fear, Pain,
Mixed emotions...
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So I hide my emotions deep inside,
You cant see them, they are too well disguised,
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Why does no one understand?
The way I'm feeling, the way i am,
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What would I do?
What would i give?
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There is always a start to everything,
A start to life, the birth of a child,
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That voice in your head saying life isn't worth it,
That voice of a friend saying you can't quit.
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I turn to talk,
You slam the door,
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It's a poem about how you feel before entering an exam room.
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See that puddle of water over there?
Those are the tears i shed for you.
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