Have you ever felt like your in a pit?
A deep dark pit
That absorbs all light and hope
And you try to climb out of it
Up and up
Towards the light
Towards the happiness
And your almost there
And you can feel you spirit lifting
Stretching for the bright day
But then you misplace your hand
Or the rocks give out under your feet
And you fall
Back down
And you hit the bottom
And you feel like you can't do it again
And all you want to do is curl up in a little ball and cry
And so you lay there and sob
But after a bit you feel stronger
And you try the climb again.

Sometimes you will fall and slip
And sometimes you will reach the top
But no matter what you have to try
You have to climb
Because if you don't
Then you'll be stuck there forever
So try to the climb
Because you can do it.
You are strong.
And I believe in you.

i beat the **** out of my leg and try not to limp
i run a pen along my skin until it hurts
i dig my fingernails into my neck in the middle of class
i go into the bathroom and hope no one hears as i make myself bleed

She said;
Let's make love under the sun,
Paint eachothers bodies with emotion.
Love is our adventure,
So lets stay young forever.
We can dissolve in eachothers minds,
And stay high on life.
Evaporate like water,
And soar like clouds through the open skies.
Nature is a work of art,
A world in itself.
Let's become one with nature,
Naked in its beauty,
Fragile in its womb.
She twirled to the music in her heart like a butterfly.
She followed the rain,
And sang to the storms.
She had a soul of a gypsy,
A heart of a hippie,
A personality that was wild.
She walked barefoot with freedom,
And hung her spirits high.
Naked in the clouds
where I got high off her love,
And never came down.

More convenient than a blade
And the mark isn't lasting
No scars are left
When my fist comes in contact
With my thigh

dating a writer
is like guessing the weather.
you think you know what you'll get,
but you never do.

you never know
because

she'll create a hero
from your weaknesses

and she'll write a great character,
from every last flaw.

she'll create a thousand plots  
from your worst nightmares.

she'll take every last thing you hate
and create something you'll love.

she'll turn your anger
into confessions of adoration,

and she'll make you,
everything you're not.

but worst of all,
she'll leave you wondering-
is it you she's in love with,
or things she's created from you?

but here's the beauty of it:

if you date a writer,
you'll never die.

i hate my parents
always trying to one up each other
always acting like i might pick a side
like i might say i want to live with the other one
i hate that they always compete
saying things like
"oh he's taking you to see his family for a week?"
"well guess what I'm taking you to see mine for two"
and little things too
back handed comments and gifts
i hate that every night sense getting back I've cried my self to sleep
that I've cried more in the past day that I've been home
than I did while I was away