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
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’?
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
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
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
She stands in the corner with her head down, trying to hide the demons that dance in her eyes. Her body is barely trembling with the fear in her mind taking control of her limbs. Her eyes are closed as she tries her best to calm her breathing and slow down her heart rate before… Read More Elevator from the Past
She sits by herself. Darkness engulfs her from all sides. The one and only source of light shines brightly from the corner. The light shines blue. She stares down at her hands. She is trying her best to hold it together. She is trying not to tremble. She is trying her best. But she can’t… Read More Her Best, Remembers
I don’t want to speak today. I don’t want to be misunderstood. I don’t want to be doubted. I don’t want to be questioned. I don’t want to say anything today. You wouldn’t understand anyway, the demons that constantly whisper sins into my ears. You wouldn’t get it, how often I want to scream my… Read More Not Today
Honest. I don’t know what to expect anymore. I thought everything was going to be okay…but how do you say that when all you see are mistakes reappearing and moments you never wanted to remember being relived? That scared, that terrified, that tormented feeling returns back to me each and every time I close my… Read More Relapse (Again)
From California to the New York islands. From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf stream waters. This land is made for [not] you and me. I finally got my life figured out. I finally got out of the mindset that I need your approval for every little bit and thing that I do. I finally… Read More This Land is [Not] Your Land, This Land is My Land
She could physical see her hands shake as she paused before clasping her fingers around the smart phone. She didn’t know who to call – everyone was busy, everyone had their own lives, and everyone had their own problems to deal with. She didn’t want to become a burden to anyone, especially her family and… Read More Guilt. Fear. Stress.
I’m the kind of girl who loves movie dates curled up on a couch under warm blankets. I’m the kind of girl who loves holding his hand and dancing around in public to draw attention to the fact that he’s mine. I’m the kind of girl who loves the cutesy charm stuff. I’m the kind… Read More Girl
Emotionless. Isolated. Numb. Cold. Empty. Guarded. When you look at me, I wonder if you see the demons through my eyes. When you talk to me, I wonder if you can feel their presence in my mind. When you approach me, I wonder if you can sense their aura around me. When you touch me,… Read More A New Friend?