All I see is my mother walking away
With her favorite child of the day
All I see is her face
Wrinkled with laughter
While she is obvious to my presence
The door she closes is slammed shut
And I have no way of gaining her love
Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 1:08 AM UTC
What good is family for?
When all they do is tear you down
They bruise you with cruel words
And leave you bleeding and crying
This isn't the family
I wanted to be born with
I don't want to live with them
They will tear me apart
Before I am even stitched together
Their love is not real
Their hearts are made of ice
Will I become one of them?
Terrible and cold?
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 8:46 PM UTC
I touch my cheek
And feel the wetness of it
On my hand
I wipe it away
As I whisper to myself
"I can't give this world more of my tears."
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 8:41 PM UTC
In the closet, she laid curled up on the floor. Her vision overcomed by darkness and all she could hear was the collision her eyelashes made with the lens of her glasses.
She remained very still as she heard her fathers heavy footsteps slowly fade away as he headed downstairs. She didn't want him to find her, nor her mother.
She was tired of receiving hateful glances and shouts directed at her. She didn't understand why they hated her so much. Why they used her in order to release their anger.
She dreamed of the day she'd finally be able to leave this horrible place that no longer deserved to be named home.
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 9:19 PM UTC
Darkness seeps within my soul
I weep and weep
As I try to get rid of it all
I stumble and fall
As I try to regain my strength
But then I think, "what for?"
So I let the darkness consume my soul
Do I weep and weep?
Not at all.
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 7:56 PM UTC
My biggest fear
Is to stay home
Behind these four walls
My screams are muffled
My biggest fear
Is not to be heard
Staying behind
And losing all control
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 11:58 AM UTC
The look of disdain
fills my mothers face
Five year old me
is turned away
The look of hate
fills my mothers face
10 year old me
feels out of place
The look of malice
fills my mothers face
Fifteen year old me
shrugs it away
The look of disgust
fills my mothers face
But the 17 year old me
can't pretend it
doesn't hurt
as I try to keep
a stoic face
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 6:49 PM UTC
It's like screaming
and wailing so loud.
Then, it's like being trampled
by the oncoming crowd.
It's like feeling
you're better than them all.
Then, you start shrinking
and become so small.
It is like wading
into safe, shallow waters.
Then, it's like drowning
and your breath begins to falter.
It is like wanting
to have all you need.
Then, it's like understanding
what you felt was greed.
It is like transforming,
becoming strong and invincible.
Then, it's like being scared
of turning weak and invisible.
It is like questioning,
asking them all, 'why?'.
Then, it's like realising
in the end, all must die.
The things we know.
The emotions we feel.
Yes, they wound us.
But, in time, they all heal.
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 12:30 AM UTC
I still get flashbacks
Of the time I spent encased in those
Bright, white hospital walls
We were all insane
Yet no one realized we made sense
We saw the world as it really was
And the people on the outside?
Well, they just lived in their fantasies
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 11:44 PM UTC
It was a blur,
the day we met.
Thank you for the memories,
I am forever in you debt.
I never imagined anyone
staying till the end.
Least of all you,
who became my best friend.
Thank you for the memories.
They’re something I shall cherish.
Till the end of time
and until I perish.
You, my friend,
you made me strong.
You stood by my side,
righting my wrong.
You accepted me
without a second thought.
You do not know
the joy you bought.
You were there for me
you always listened.
You were a gem
who always glistened.
It is difficult to imagine
my life without you.
If you weren't there,
who would I turn to?
Thank you for the memories.
My one and only treasure.
Being your friend has been
an honour and a pleasure.
You were there for me
when times were rough.
You were there for me
when times were tough.
You always caught me
each time I fell.
You always saw through me.
How, I can never tell.
You are unique
for you’re one of a kind.
People like you are
very difficult to find.
Thank you for the memories.
They’ll stay with me forever more.
You were the greatest friend
I could ever wish for.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 11:35 PM UTC