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Cassandra Allen Dec 2015
I have my moments,
That's what I say to hide my embarrassment.
I hate it when I get caught when I have a blank look.
It gives away my disability,
My diagnosis.
It is a symptom,
But it's bliss,
For a moment there's nothing,
No feelings,
No pain,
No thoughts,
Emptiness that consumes my entire being.
Oh the bliss, my sweet paradise
*My symptom
This is the life I deal with, but on a daily basis I get my sweet snip its of serenity......
Cassandra Allen Dec 2015
This is not about love.
I was admired,
He loved me so deeply,  
I feel nothing toward him but merely friendship.
"Come on give him a chance"
I did and now I am stuck.
I don't love him!
If anything this is making me hate him.
I have grown cold to myself.
I am so unhappy.
Yet he smiles at me every day so happily,
It makes me despise him all the more.
What can I do?
My friends say
"Give him a chance"
I did and now I am drowning in my misery.
I have to stop this but when?
How?
Either way I'm the villain'
But it's gotten to the point to where I don't care If I am the villan.
*Categorize me as Evil
What Shall I do???
Cassandra Allen Dec 2015
One day I wished I was in pain,
I wished Oh I wished I had some terrible disease,
I wished I was dying or That I could die soon.
Once I was happy when fascinating about jumping in front of a car while washing dishes.
I didn't know I was already sick.
My family was outside somewhere in the trees sleeping blissfully,
When I was downing my misery.
A call came, I struggle to sound alive enough to soothe their fears.
"I'm just sick."
In the morning they scream about the truth,
Cry and Scream!!!!!!
I'm taken away to a white room.
I survived the biggest mass murderer in my age group.
At 15 I almost flew the coop.
Now I'm sound, whispering sounds of remedies so one day I will inevitability be happy
Cassandra Allen Dec 2015
I stand in line,
I can conform,
It is a must.
That's okay because I can conform but not forget myself.
I can play their game,
but I can still be me.
I can still be unique!
I can still have my opinion even in uniform.
My will to conform dose not become who I am,
But it shows in my character.
I am able to look different ways without getting a crick in my neck.
Others choices about their lives don't infuriate me.
Others lives are their own,
Not mine,
Not yours,
So why dose that make your opinion or others law.
It doesn't,
but if it was you wouldn't be you,
I wouldn't be me.
We would be all the same.
I can conform but the way other doesn't hurt me,
It's apart of them so why should I make that apart of me or me apart of them.
Why should we all go out of our way to tell others how to live. We preach "you learn from your mistakes". So why not let them be they will learn or not, how dose that harm you. If you don't like what you see change your scenery.
Cassandra Allen Dec 2015
I am happy most when alone,
Don't get me wrong I like having company,
I have two best friends.
But, I am happiest alone.
It's just my nature.
Don't think anyone will change that so easily.
I am happiest alone.
My heart docent hurt in the presence of others,
Nor dose it ache in their absence.
I like silence,
For me there is none awkward.
I am happiest alone because that makes me feel free.
Cassandra Allen Dec 2015
My life is not my own, I live for others.
Cassandra Allen Dec 2015
Where do I look?
I need answers.
Where do I look because I don't have the answers.
Do you?
GIVE THEM TO ME!!!
I need them,
I'm dying as the hills give birth to light.
I want the bliss, the love that is preached.
GIVE ME THE ANSWERS!
I WANT MY SALVATION!
I'm hungry........
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