Forever and always sisters we'll be
We have no choice
Bonded to eachother by blood

We're held together by love
Never will we part
Not only is she my sister
She is my best friend


             -Beth M

Time marches on
not caring about a thing
Hurting on the inside
But on the outside,
wearing a plastic smile
to not show the pain she goes through
day to day
Just trying to fit in and be "normal"
But the is no such thing
Normal is just a thing we made up

-Andrea Christine

My eyes were just like the clouds that day
Dark
And full of rain
My tears streamed down my face and smashed onto the concrete floor...
Just like the rain
I cried in anger
I watched the beautiful little Rose die
Drained,
She lay there
As each of her petals fell off...one by one
I sat in the bed next to her,
Begging for an answer,
Flowers aren't ment to die, they're ment to be beautiful.

-Annabelle

She got lost here once

Ran off into the forest without thinking twice

It was February third

She left, and went onward; forth.


She became one with the woods

She got used to the cold winters

She was like Robin Hood

Who had been withered.


She lived without living

And died without dying

The forest, she then learned, was unforgiving.

Before she knew it she was crying.


She got lost here once

Ran into the forest without thinking twice

It was April third

When her soul went onward; forth.

Alone,

But not really alone.


Insanity,

breathes down her neck.


Insanity,

“I will win! I always do!”


Crying,

“No you won’t you can’t win!”


Chuckles,

“I always win. I’m winning right now you see.”


Denial,

Insanity can’t win!


Brave,

“Everyone has to win and it is your turn!”


Insanity,

“I’ve already won. Look around and tell me where you are.”


Looking,

She didn’t know where she was.

She had lost after all.

The cold darkness
Wrapped around her
like an unwanted
Blanket.

She sits quietly
On the vast, empty hill
Waiting for something
To happen.

The terror slowly
Takes over her mind
She forgets everything
She fought for.

All the hard
Work to be
Free and safe
Is gone

Not to be
Afraid and helpless
But now she quietly sits
On the hill
Scared and alone.

-Alyssa

Wish I could go back to those days
Where nothing mattered
I was who I am
My innocence wasn't tattered

I didn't care about how I looked
What I wore
Who I was
I never swore

My mom could cradle me in her arms
Comfort me and tell me it's okay
It was all so simple
But hey, that was back in the day

        -Beth M