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  Jan 2015 Stephanie Hutson
Sombro
What is different about your trunk?
Said the Cedar to the Ash.
It's rotten, ere forgotten,
And its branches have long gone.

What is different about your leaves?
Asked the Oak to the Holly.
They're pointed and disjointed
And their colour has gone dark.

What is different about your boughs?
Asked the Poplar to the Yew.
They're leveled and disheveled.
Do you like them? Oh I do.

The sunlight is fanned by your boughs, dear Yew,
Rain makes night seem longer on your leaves, my Holly
Your trunk may be rotten, dear Ash, but it is terribly untrue
To say that it does worse than any other.

The forest lights with sunly sprights
And I will walk among the trees
And hear the sounds and see the sights
Of a nature much more at ease.
I like trees. Trees like each other. Nature is good.
Thanks for all the wonderful comments! I wrote this watching the trees sway from my window, I hope you all love nature as much as me!
With eyes of evergreen
And freckles of galaxies
You ******* undone
With heart of purity
You take my insecurities
And make me want to love
It was you who captured me
And gave me sympathy
You saved me from myself
You say you will never leave
And I promise the same of me
You rid me of my little hell

-Successfully Broken
For Garrett Hedley
In a single day,
we can lose everything.
All that we think
is most important
to us can be gone in a flash--
our home, our job,
our belongings, our health,
and even our loved ones.

But there's one thing
that we can count on
through the worst of times,
even when we think
all is lost,
and that's His love.

His love is the only
constant in life,
and through Him,
we can draw enough
strength to not only survive
the very worst of times,
but to reclaim
hope and happiness
tomorrow.

He will always
show us the way!
  Jan 2015 Stephanie Hutson
Eli Smith
Before you fall in love with a suicidal girl
Don't.
Suicide can not be romanticized and though she might idolize you
Remember that you may not be enough.
Remember that this world may never be enough.
Demons don't just go away, sometimes they just hide in the shadows.
And even at the highest noon they are there. Just smaller. The sun will go down.
She will always have shadows.
Remember that no matter what you do
You are irrelevant in her master plan.
She will plan out her letters in your arms.
When she is silent hold her. Make her know that she is loved, it may not be enough but those few moments in your arms might make her think twice.
But don't assume for one second you will be her savior.
When you see cuts on her wrists do not beg her to stop.
She won't.
She will cut deeper for letting you see her weak.
She will try to be strong.
She will put on a show for you. She will make you forget she was ever depressed.
Remember that sunsets can make you forget that night is bound to follow.
Know that night will follow.
When you get her final love letter to you
Ignore the fact that it is stained in blood.
Do not pour your precious time.into wondering if she suffered.
She will write her apologies in her best handwriting.
Do not read it.
Get in your car and drive.
Drive to the nearest bar and read the letter through hazy bloodshot eyes.
Do not blame yourself.
Do not look for moments you could have done something different.
It'll drive you crazy.
Before you fall in love with a suicidal girl.
Don't.
Stephanie Hutson Jan 2015
I am Alice,
I live in my own wonderland,
and we're all mad here.
Inspired by Alice the madness returns
Stephanie Hutson Jan 2015
I feel myself
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                                    Is this oblivion?
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