I see this little girl with sparkles in her eyes. She has worn out clothes, a little covered with dirt. She has tear stains she’s trying to scrap off her cheeks. Her hair is a little mess, a little dirty and not at all brushed. She smiles with her crooked teeth and looks up at… Read More Dark Girl – Scar
I wish I could believe you. I wish I didn’t go through the four years that further opened me to the darkest part of myself. I wish I didn’t become who I became, and who I fight to hide from the light of other’s eyes. I wish I could let you understand what it is… Read More I Wish…I Wasn’t What I Am
The pain I saw in your eyes was a pain so familiar that it pulled me towards you. I know you got cheated out of a love that was supposed to be special. I know you got betrayed by someone you thought would be true to you. I know it hurt you, yet you continued… Read More You’ll Be Okay Again
Sometimes I want to yell at you and tell you I can’t do this, that I’m not strong enough to go through this. Sometimes I want to scream into the night and not stir a single soul although my heart hurts because I know it’s broken – and it’s crying for me. When you’re in… Read More Who Am I Without ‘Me’?
I miss the texts you’d send randomly asking how my day was going, every day we were apart. I miss the video calls, and playing with the lag on the the screen. I miss the phone calls that always lasted for hours and the nights we’d never want to say ‘goodbye’. I miss the excitement… Read More ‘Goodbye”
After what felt like a tornado of pain and suffering, while bullets were fired and old wounds were cut apart, she began picking up the pieces once again. Maybe at this time, with how many times she’s been in a similar position, she expected she’d be used to the feeling but she was far from… Read More Dark VS Light
Way back when, you meant the world to me. Your smile made me smile; your laughter made my heart flutter; your hugs made me melt; your presence made me feel safe. I loved every minute I could spend by your side; I didn’t want to be anywhere else. I looked forward to your “good morning”… Read More The Goodbye I Never Got to Say
I’ve made my fair share of mistakes…and I know I will continue to make mistakes, take wrong paths, etc. until the day I breathe my last breathe. In elementary, I didn’t care about school. In middle school, I didn’t care enough about school. In high school, my freshman year, I got involved with the wrong… Read More Forgive and Forget?
Constantly having earbuds in outside and headphones on inside, music is his attempt to silence the silence. Even the music in his ears get silenced by the silence that pounds in his head. At the same time that he heard an echo in his heart wishing for her to stop him once again and gently… Read More Have Fun
please be okay. please remember to breathe. please stay strong for me. please make it through another day.
I’m sorry…for neglecting your needs. I’m sorry…for thinking you could handle just about anything. I’m sorry…for pushing you past your limits. I’m sorry…for never really letting you have a say. I’m sorry…that you were hurting in the dark. I’m sorry…that I can’t change the past. I’m sorry…that your scars are permanent. I’m sorry…that the memories… Read More Sorry, Now and Forever
I had forgotten how it felt. To have the darkness engulf you as heavily as a burdened heart. To have the darkness soak your mind with the blood of your own heart that spilt years before. To have your mind both feel as weightless as a feather and as heavy as a boulder from the… Read More For Me, Feel Once More
Somewhere between the heartaches and headaches, I found acceptance in my heart for the scars on my body. Somewhere between the silence that used to be side comments on my weight or appearance, I found a way to feel beautiful. Somewhere between running aimlessly and walking with my eyes closed, I found somewhere I actually… Read More Scar VS Me
The dark clouds, the rain, the thunderstorms,
The heartaches, the anxiety, and the blood.… Read More Confession
I cried. I felt my eyes tear up and took a steady breath, trying to calm my nerves, not wanting to cry. But it didn’t help. I looked up at you and listened to you singing and playing your guitar, as you always do so gracefully. It felt like you understood what I was going… Read More Cried. Forever.