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October 13, 2012 in General Posts, My story, Poetry, Teen Troubles

Why? Why do I feel so gone? I am now so distant I just don’t belong. Now I’m  ripped away from existence. I’ve become so transparent that I lost all  substance. Sitting nowhere, breathing fake air. We don’t feel anymore, so we  can’t care. Its about time I clear my throat. Let the hellish screams out till I  begin to float. I’d run a million miles from here, just to get out of this cage and escape from fear. You know you’re screwed when you  crave pain, you wanna bleed all throughout your brain. The blood in my veins is  proof of life. I’m not sure if its there, so I reveal it with a knife. Not me  any more, don’t know myself. Prisoner in my own skin, I no longer comprehend  health. It’s all in the family they used to say. It’s all in the family so it  must be ok. They hurt , they slash and tear her, they kill and  torture, they love the terror. We are our own army so lets retaliate. Fight,  destroy, show them real hate. Look at the fire in her eyes. That roaring beast  never hides. She lost all she ever had. Blood seeps through her skin cause it  hurts so bad. Her shattered heart pounds against her breast, scattered pieces  cutting holes in her chest. Slowly she fades as she quickly she drowns. Covered  in guilt, sequestered from sounds. Tilting on the edge, about to fall off. Her  mind is so lacerated it has become leathery and soft. The cuts on her wrist doesnt mean she wants to Die they just prove she is ALIVE!

A Hidden Fairy Tale

December 13, 2011 in My story, Poetry

Once Upon A Time there was a little girl who was happy but as she grew she found herself lost and alone she tried to run away to escape her pain but it always found her wherever she went. She would hide behind closed doors and solum words, only the true could see her pain.  She found a way out, where she would go was peacefull no pain and no loss. It did not last long she found she could go only f…our weeks at the longest, if she went more then once in a week she would find herself in more pain when she would return. People ask her to stop going they said “It only causes more pain it doesnt help” but to her it did. She found her self going more and more and when she would return it felt a little bet better but then the pain would come back. So she would return to that place to find peace and happeness. She thought it was doing her good, but she was actually putting herself in danger not realising it, it was taking her life bit by bit. They all tried to stop her in one way or another but she always found a way back. Its what she needed she craved it it was like a drug to her. She was Addicted to it.

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