Alyssa Beddoe

Alyssa Beddoe Aug 2012

Love ninja
I discovered love is like a ninja.
Ninja hide in the dark waiting to attack there pray.
Well love doesn't attack there pray.
But it hides in the dark like a ninja out of sight
of thoughts looking for love. It comes out when we
aren't looking for love. Just like ninjas
we try are hardest to find ninjas
but we never can, we try are hardest to find love
but we never can. In till it finds us.

Alyssa Beddoe Aug 2012

Twisted Rainbow

Red- like the blood dripping from my arms…
Orange- like the 100 pills I took last night…
Yellow- like the bullet that tore through my scull…
Green- like the food I puke up after every meal…
Blue- like the tears running down my face…
Purple- like the shade my face turns when I can't breathe anymore…

Alyssa Beddoe Aug 2012

Hard to be Strong

Hard to be strong
It's so hard to be strong all the time
It's so hard to be strong for your friends and family especially for yourself.
It's so hard to be strong when you're crumbling apart inside,
It's hard to be strong when all you ever do is be strong for your friends, always there for them even
When you have absolutely no time for them, I always make time for them to make sure there okay.
The one time I can't be strong for anyone since I'm crumbling know one has time for me.
I'm not important enough for them to even say hey what's up why so glum...
The day is too busy to make time to say though couple words to know that someone cares about me.
It's so hard to be strong when you are crumbling inside… it is so hard to be strong when I'm so sad...
It's so hard to be strong.

Alyssa Beddoe Aug 2012

Sunshine

Sunshine
Time to wake up, Time to get up,
Or the sunshine, Will be knocking
On your windowsill soon.

Come on, Jump out of bed,
Shake your head, come
Dance out of dreamland,
Into the sunshine of a
Bright new day.

Come on now, open
Your window smell
The fresh air, stick
Your head out and sing
With the birds for awhile.

Alyssa Beddoe Aug 2012

Fragile

Don't wait for the right boy
He does not exist.
Fairy tales are not reality.
There is no waking up
From this nightmare.
No falling asleep to
Sink into a dream.
She wonders how
Many apologies
She will have to make up for.
How many good bys
She will have to say.
She wonders if
The man she
Marries
Will have the
Right words
To patch the holes
In her
Fragile
Daughters
Fragile heart.

Alyssa Beddoe Aug 2012

A Language all its Own

A Language all its own
2 say a word
& no what it means
Iz a gift so many 4get
Do u c wat we did?
We a generashun
Have runed a nashon
With our wurds
Speled like lies.

Alyssa Beddoe Aug 2012

Rag Doll

I'm not your rag doll
I'm not just another toy for you!
I'm not your punching bag,
I can bruise!
I'm not your *****,
I will not clean up after you!
I am not a caged animal
You can't keep me locked up like this!
I'm not your mother,
I will not take care of you!
I'm not yours,
Not anymore!