There is a cry A cry in the night The cry is ignored It grows louder But still ignored It grows stronger But still ignored The cry in gone But the one who cries is too Cause they were ignored
Don't ignore Remember Care Be there
I heard a cry A cry in the night I ignored the cry It grew louder But I still ignored it It grew stronger But I still ignored it The cry is gone But my sister is too Cause I ignored her
Don't ingore Remember Care Be there
I heard a cry A cry in the night I ignored it It grew louder I listened It grew stronger I went The cry is gone I was not there in time My daughter is gone Cause I ignored her
Knives are sharp. Knives are dangerous. Knives are fun.
Knives can ****. Knives can make you feel alive.
Knives go away.
These last few weeks my knives have been my best friend. I am ashamed to say that I have given into the temtation of cutting again. (yes again) I am getting help and am doing better. I haven't cut in a week. It is kinda sad that I am happy that I have lasted for a week but sometimes that is how life works. I am so glad that I can depend on all of you for support and love even when I don't get it at home.
The scream is silent But everyone hears it The scream is sufficating But everyone ignores it The scream is building But no one cares The scream has gone But the screamer is too
Sometimes I like life Sometimes I hate life Sometimes I love people Sometimes I hate people Sometimes I live Sometimes I don't Life is full of Somtimes But only sometimes
Sometimes I think Sometimes I don't Sometimes I just let my mind float Float away to a happyer palce A place where I see a smiling face The detail are fuzzy but the message I'm sure is that they love me forever more.
i just wanted to say thank you to everyone who read what i write and responds. life hasn't been easy lately but your comments and support has help a lot. you are all amazing especially those who have inspired my writings.
You don't know what you've got 'till it's GONE You don't know what you love 'till it's GONE You don't know how lucky you are 'till it's GONE When it's gone you love it, miss it, and want it back But it's GONE
I hope we can be friends I'm not to sure how to act I hope we can be friends I'm not sure if I'm any good at it I hope that I don't mess this up I'm not sure if I can do anything else but I will try