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 Oct 2016 ghost
oni
she has a few friends -
a pair of earphones,
and a red devil brand
box cutter

she only smiles
when you ask whats wrong,
and talks to her pillow
about her day

until one day
the sun rises
and peaks through
her bedroom windows
only to find
that she will
never rise again.

they always said
her voice sounded like
flowers blooming
in the dead of december
and her hair was long
and gold
like spring,

but behind her
curtains of hair
they spoke of
a supposed
venomous tongue
slipping through
her angelic
vocal cords
and a mistake or two
that they put on display -

so no wonder
she retreated
to an eternal
hibernation
where they only knew
of her warm voice
and her ethereal,
golden hair.
 Oct 2016 ghost
NeroameeAlucard
Tick And tock
Like a metronome
My head keeps tapping as I stay awake
My mom snores, I can hear her growling through the walls,
As my imagination begins to creak and groan
Please sleep, stay in,  don't go wandering on your own.
My head would like to roam
In dream land once again,
But you've gone out for the night it seems
Like a Fairweather friend.

I wish mr. Sandman would stay for awhile, but it seems as though that isn't happening.
I'd be thankful for a nightmare because I haven't slept all week
Oh wait I don't think I wanna sleep while someone's slashing
 Oct 2016 ghost
Cat Fiske
Monster
 Oct 2016 ghost
Cat Fiske
I have been put in a cage,
and I feel like a slave,
their used to be others but they all got away,
and I shake and cringe,
because everything inside hurts,
all my fears and worries,
I push all forms of life away,
and I am stuck in a cage,
and their is a monster inside,
who makes sleeping unsafe,
and will make your thoughts start to shake,
and rot away at you until your crumble,
and I cannot escape,
for the monster haunts me,
even though I am alone,
the monster is upon me,
 Oct 2016 ghost
Cat Fiske
PTSD
 Oct 2016 ghost
Cat Fiske
Polite
Typical
Smiley
Daughter

Pointlessly
Trusting
School
District

Professor
Turns-blind-eye
Struggling
Drastically

Packets
Turn-to
Stacks
Deficient

Panic Attacks
Turn-to
Self
Destruction

Pulling
Teeth
Sick
Design

Plan­s
To
Stop
Discussing

Peace
To-her
Silence
Disturbs

People
Talked
She
Distracted

Passed
The
Snacks-to
Dinners

Pulled
The
Same
Dimensions

Pre-K
Then
Smaller
Didn't

Pause
Third-Grade
So
Dead

Parents
Though
She
Drowned

Piled
Thoughts
Suffocated-her
Dexterity

Patient
There
Suffering
Depression

Problems
To-many-to
Score
Dispute

Progress
That
Shockingly
Developed

Potentially
Taken-away-the
Suffering
Dramatically

Poor
Tiny
Sweet
Doll

Par­t
Traumatized
Sleep
Deprived

Phobic
though
Sixth grade
Doesn't

Play
Though
Six-Years-of
Death

Until... The little girl, learned she had,
Post
Traumatic
Stress
Disorder
and, school treating her badly is only one of her three traumatizing events.
this is about my very first traumatizing event that caused my PTSD, I have lived though 2 others, But this first one is caused by the school i go to denying me help when I have a learning disability, this caused my mom and me to argue, making her sometimes emotionally and physically abusive, that's where the second one comes in, and the third was a stem off of what i thought was normal, and also only knowing English based on what i had taught myself, because that resource wasn't provided for me, when a boyfriend was being abusive i didn't know it wasn't okay, because its what I was used to at home, I thought it was okay and normal. its been a year later, I'm in 10th grade. Yelling, or loud places make me trigger, school in general makes me trigger, because the trauma never stopped, and at home, when ever my mom get aggravated over the school, she takes it out on me, and my dad, and everyone. But again, I'd of never had these added traumas if a therapist didn't explain to me my life and the right and wrongs, I'd of love to go my whole like thinking my relationships where fine.
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