look for the sun even in the dark times; that one flash of sunshine could save you from being on the edge of the chair again.

laying on my bed
voices are roaming my head
creatures are surrounding my room
i watch as more & more start to bloom
i quickly close my eyes to hide away
but i still listen as they play
dancing around with frightening memories
suddenly, the noises stop
darkness starts coming in at non-stop
i realize what i have now stepped into
as nothing is left to view,
i am asleep

s          i          l          e          n          c          e

it's sad once you realize that just one touch can break a little girl and her little dreams. just one single touch made everything grey. just one. i guess everything just shatters around me.

i guess his mattress was broken because my father always woke up on the wrong side of the bed. that mattress effected me so much that i guess it broke the button for my self esteem.

my father told me i should probably keep my pretty mouth shut as he sewed my lips together, but i ripped the thread. i guess his thread wasn't strong enough to keep me locked up forever.