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 Nov 2015 S
Bria Grimm
I hope you never reach
The day
Where you are lost for words
Because they're tangled up in
Agony.

I hope you never reach
The point
Where your innocence of
The world is
Robbed.

I hope you choose
Your friends and
Lovers wisely
So that you never have to
Discover what it feels like
To see those who you believed
Would take a bullet for you
Dance behind the
Trigger.
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 Nov 2015 S
Autumn
Lamp Once Lit
 Nov 2015 S
Autumn
A room so dark
No feeling of life
Yet quietly lingers
A form quite frail
Her face dark and empty
Quite like the contained four walls

Wasn't this, her state always
Once hope, light, much more
Now all that's left is a broken soul,
A lamp once lit, blown down by harsh winds

It wasn't her friends
It wasn't her lover
Just another girl
A little bit of a dreamer
Dreams can be deceiving
Or maybe it's the ones helping
Whatever may it be
None of it concerns now

She was gentle, she was kind
The worst happen to the best
A lamp once lit now blown away
Never again light up the same way.
 Nov 2015 S
JazzyJ
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 Nov 2015 S
JazzyJ
Inside I'm crying
outside I'm smiling
no one notices
but its hard for me to control this
when you see me walk by
it doesn't look like it but I want to die
thoughts racing through my head
then comes the tears that I shed
how can I change
all the tears and rage
you say you understand
and all I need is a helping hand
that may be true
but first take a walk in my shoes
sadness, angers, and unbearable pain
you'll be taking a walk full of nothing but shame
as time moves slower
my self-esteem gets lower
am I nothing to this world
or am I just a worthless teenage girl?
 Nov 2015 S
Georgina Gavan
You told you me you didn't know
how you got this ******* up.
I laughed and said
"It's okay,  I'm a little *******
up as well."

We talked underneath
the twinkling stars.
As you played the radio,
you reached for my hand.
"May I?"

So we danced and danced,
all throughout the night.
Not caring about the time,
not caring about the bugs
that might bite.

You drew me closer,
and you kissed me!
Suddenly, I felt like
I was being thrown out of this planet.

With the taste of your lips—
only have I ever felt,
the entire universe inside me.
 Nov 2015 S
Harsh
The night is always darkest
before the dawn.

It’s always okay to cry.

I have someone with whom I can
share my dreams and my nightmares,
my worries, my muses and inspirations.

It always gets better in the end.
If it’s not better, it’s not the end.

What makes me happy
doesn't have to make others happy.

My opinions matter,
I am worth something,
and I deserve to be loved.
These are thoughts to write on the walls of your room, on your forearm, on your mirror. These should be shouted from rooftops. These are thoughts I wish upon you.
 Nov 2015 S
Izzy
Depression
 Nov 2015 S
Izzy
Depression is...
Drowning but watching everyone breathe
Playing hide and go seek; never to be found
Acting; but not for a play
Depression is me losing my mind behind closed doors
Depression is digging my grave
I have become depression,
**You're next...
 Nov 2015 S
Taylor
anxiety
 Nov 2015 S
Taylor
anxiety comes as a haywire mind
a situation in your head
worlds away from everyone
words unsaid
scared to be anyone, much less yourself

but most of all
it comes
and it never really leaves.
 Nov 2015 S
NitaAnn
Struggling
 Nov 2015 S
NitaAnn
I am struggling
Struggling to understand
Understand the whys of my life
Why I was sexually abused
For the first 10 years of my life.
Why I still struggle to have
Healthy, normal relationships.
Why I long for human touch
But still recoil when touched.
Why I cannot find peace.
Why physically my body is failing me.
Why, Why, Why??

Everyday is a struggle
Some days are worse than others
But it is always a **struggle.
I am tired of the struggling. I am tired of the continuous ups and downs, Where is the relief? Where is the end?
 Nov 2015 S
My name is Sophia
Trembling hands,
palpitating heart
my vision starts to fall apart
my leg wont stop shaking
No, im not faking,
I'm just nervous.
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