Running-away• Show poetry

My life has been a living hell. I hide the bruises and scars from the world. My heart has been broken too many times, and now I can't even piece the pieces back together. I've done practially everything, from sex to drugs, from suicide attempts to praying, to writing to thinking. The only time I don't feel pain is when I'm dreaming, because in my dreams there is no pain. I've been abused all my life. Sometimes I wish that the life I'm living was all just a dream, and I could wake up whenever I felt like it. But if this life is just a dream, I can't awaken myself from it...I'm still young enough to the point where I have to live with a gaurdian. I'm a teenage mother, yes, but that doesn't stop me from fulfilling the things I want in life, nor does it mean I was asking for it. Nor am I a whore. Actually, I've never had sex willingly. *sighs* But I guess some don't realize that. I've been on the streets and in jail before. I'm recovering from drug and alcohol addiction, and still smoke. I do ribon suspension, and racing/trick riding. I'm a writer, and singer, and a dancer. I'm very fearful of getting close to ANYONE, so don't take it personally...I keep to myself normally. I don't talk much... but I guess if you want to know something, then just ask.