My daughter name is Brie Sarita. She used to write poems on here. She passed away Oct 10th 2015. Funny just looked at this site and her last poem was on Oct 10 2014. I just wanted to share

Pretty, I'm pretty.
Sparkles my name used to be tiny dancer.
The bouncer loved me.
But the guys paid money.
I lived with one.
He made me insane.
He said I was used up and would be nothing again.
The bouncer knew until he cared no more.
Another guy came in again and again.
Smiling, stuff I couldn't fucken stand.
I decided I would end my life that night.
That other guy always ask me out.
This time I said yes.
Knowing I was ending my life that night.
I was fine.
Out we went. Home I came.
Pour myself a bath and saw the straight razor.
Started to use it on my wrists.
Door bell rings.
**** he forgot his hat.
He said he had a great night.
With my towel wrap another me and my hands behind my back he reached for a hug and never looked back.
Bathroom bound again.
My ex came home and found me in the bathroom.
He was so ****** about the mess.
You know me bleeding everywhere.
He phoned 911.
Off I went.
After I was stitched up.  
And made a ran for the door....out of the ward.
Back I went. I was sent downstairs in the cold unfinished basement to heal.
Buddie kept on phoning me.
I finally got the call.
He said whats going on haven't heard from you in a week.
Strange thing is my jacket on the back had blood on it the night I drop you off.
Told him my story and we were packed up within two days.
We went home as he put it.

You were here I felt you on the edge of my tips.
Startled by my presence. I became drain.
It's a sickening feeling drowning in your own body.
No, WAIT!  I like water but, not this much.
DROWNING ~~~~~~~~
I walk with my eyes close tight.
It's somewhat comforting knowing I don't see.
From time to time I hear the rattling of my bones.
****, get it together.
But, the voices won't leave me alone.
The voices are all from me and sometimes from other's.
Shut the **** up and just leave me alone!
Clean Slate ; Clean Slate.
No!  Replay Replay....
Can I go back?
A laughter I hear alone.
Mainly I see the concrete below.
I look up once in a while and see the birds they bother me.
The doorbell rings it time for below.

Your soul is what you collect along the way.

Your reality is what ever you feed your mind.

A battle ground from this scorched land where wild flowers use
to grow has left me borrowed and bruised.
I am not who I once was. I used to see flowers in the hills. Where
I wanted to explore.
The canyon black skids marks has tampered this field of bright
green light.
My induced breathing is narrow. My fear keeps me here under
the burrow.
I must go before the crow awakes. Breathe deeply. This is the
first take.

You with the shameful eyes.
Why do you look through a painted surprise?
A sin that...that's keeps you within.
How does it feel there?
Shame --- Shame keeps you bound with chains.
I heard ya clattering.
It must be hard to walk with such heaviness.

And I watch her, with nothing to say.
Needles hanging out of her pocket.
****, her best friend to belong.
Or whatever else she can cram
into her body.  
She gone, yet she walks.
For how long?

Fool, your a fool don't touch me.
And then we have a understanding.
And, then I wont have to lie.
Listen up, I really don't like you.
Your making this hard. I fucken don't understand why!
I'm only hear for my game.
And you are asking me why?
**** don't head trip me now.
And then I don't have to tell a lie.
   Who told you I really give a ****. Not me, so I call *******.
Emotional.... Stand on your own two feet.
Ya I'm sweet but I lie.
Bye.  
Lol... you were caught up by you..lol. But you thought it was me.
Hey! I didn't see your pipe dream you played in your head.
Its best for you to consider me half way dead.

You cannot save someone that believes there already dead.

I saw her yesterday holes in her face.
Glass in her hand. A hold I cant embrace.
She used to be someone's child. But now the streets call her by name.
I couldn't stay to long. For maybe I would have remembered
where she belongs. But, she... she belongs nowhere she is none thing. She just a ******. Looking, there always ******* looking! That's why they cant have anything. Not even themselves.  
I like to hear  from her now and again. You know, just to make sure she alive. Alive, how funny that is!  If that's living I bear witness to
a corpse.
Awe, she was always a runner. Run baby run. You have no place to go. Circles, circles. circles.You just digging your own grave. Its always ground hog day your just going around the block.
Isn't it hard bashing your head.
Words she cant hear my WORDS. I lost her she cant find me.
I would love to take her by the hand. And let her remember the time we used to walk this land.
If she could feel my heart, I might have a chance. But, there no way
when .... when there's nothing. Nothing to behold. Her mind racing.
There's so much to do. She's very busy you know.
Ya,.. like most when there's nothings left to lose.

Playing the games that lovers do. But I, was never I.
Photos longing to be touch.  ME, I love me oh so much.
I could never see you. You were just a prop. A puppet show.
For me to walk on by......brown eyes...brown eyes....and your half way
smile. Smile through the pain. Half way but not a mile.
      Selfish ***** ---- Selfish *****
What a witch was I. Did you see me always ready for a pose.

You were crazy, sorry that was me. You sleep now.
Maybe I will see you one day. No. I don't think I could handle that depth.
So....maybe?....Never, lets let it be. You loved me! But I know you loved others. Damm pictures reminding me of what should have been.  
You haunt me. Now I don't feel free. Chains on me now.
God, set me free.
Puppet show, puppet show  .....who has the strings now.
Haven't seen you in a while.

I can see right through you dragger teeth and all.
Don't think you can have me. I will not fall. Your words
cannot tame me. I will not fall. Smiling oh so gleefully.
Entertainment for us all. Your weak I will make you weaker.

   Players cant have all the fun. Predictable ~~~ ya Im bored!
                   So long.
Pretenders take the fall.
             Bye
                Bye!
Ya, I like that I can rip off your head and sew it back on the next day.
Or the day after that.
Switch *****, switch.
Four dead strands and you again.
Dance like you've never dance before.
I like watching you flip. Funny like a *****.
Who's the ***** now *****.
Who's  the ***** now...lol
Ya I laugh your funny. See you in the rain.

Ya, don't ya know Grandma lost it.
She lost it on a grain of salt.

That **** no good man (laughing)

Its all twisted up like you.

Ya, lets celebrate applesauce for all.
You grind your teeth to much.

I like to watch you while you fall.

I don't understand how you can sleep so soundly when your soul is unrest.

Twisted thoughts once perceive as your own. Has brought you
to this promise land. Chances remain unknown. Walking through chain
link fences.
    To an unmarked grave
                          ......... called your own.

  You didn't think your fantasy could be your reality.
Ain't no fun now girl..hey? Ain't no fun now.

Jonesing.....got to get it over. Got to get one over on you.

( Laugh )   I see you. Your as transparent as a straight *** line.
Got to get one over.
AND I WILL GET IT ON YOU!

        Next victim please.

Sweet whisper of worn out timber.
Cover me in moss and consider me dead.
If I move a muscle bash in my head.
For hear is where the demon lie.
I want to be a mound where fresh flowers grow abound.
Don't you see the green grass?
On rainy days it smells like gray ash.
This is where I will be found!

When one fool talks to another fool. Maybe they should be looking in the mirror.

Spirits that last to long play havoc in my brain. I must move on.

So you ******* left me.
You stupid fool.
Didn't you know we were going to be free one day.
But I guess you couldn't read me.
It's hard to read a cold *****.
I thought you were happy.
No you weren't  I'm ******* lieing.
So this is how it ends.
I shouldn't be surprise.
You told me that I made you this way.
Nice. ******* nice. Nice cross to bear.
I'm so sorry.
But it's not my fault.
I don't know.
Like we are here, and now your gone.
Listen we were split up for years.
How dare you leave me like this.
You told me ... Kay it's not me.
I'm here. I'm so sorry.
But you can't blame it on me.
Do you want me crazy like you.
I shouldn't have that.
Like you had other sorrows.
It wasn't just me right?
Dam it your dead.
You can't answer me.
No I'm not taking this.
You can't do this.
Kay maybe I'm blowing this all out of proportion
But your dead *******.
See I already feel bad.
Kay I'm done.
I'm  not going to get any answers writing to myself.
Writing to myself.
Writing to myself
Writing to myself.
I could of done more, I guess, I don't know.

Don't you wish your life was like a portrait. Like a beautiful painting adored.

Shoot me quietly stillness of the night.
Behold the tragedy of slippery moonlight.
Long and forgotten in some foreign land
laid one woman with one still man.
It all came to be lost along the shore.
That this world would never be theirs.
Wandering spirits that longs for no more.
May peace be upon you as you go through
the next door.

One of the greatest injustices you can do to humankind is never having a conversation with yourself.

My hand feels the glass and the glass feels me. We are cold and warm against one another. Does the glass really know I'm touching it. No,..no I don't think so. Only if I give it the power over me.
It's flat and cold I like that. I can drift away knowing I have the power. It's an object of  my thought process. Am I really going to give up more control? No I don't think so. Control is very important. Must keep myself in check. Checkmate! Now your turn. No I think I'm going to take my turn again. I need after all this rain.How are you going to play the game?
Biggest game move...well me of course. But hey, good luck to the floaters you'll need it.

Relying on someone for all your happiness is like giving breaths to a C.P.R. dummy and expecting him to get up and thank you for all the breaths and chest compressions you just gave him.

A persons problem is relevant to them. Don't judge how small it is compared to yours.

I will let you go so that someday we can be free.
    Happiness lies between us and we will learn to breathe.

My greatest fear is finding a corner in a room, moving to that direction, having
a conversation with myself and liking it there.

In going insane what the **** wrong with me. I think I need a new life. A new cat would help to. My cat now ****** on the basement floor. Kay, maybe a lobotomy would help. I want to dribble on a bib. I want to feel nothing and see nothing. And be nothing. Or maybe I want more. Who am I kidding. What's wrong with me am broken. Kay, let's go back to a life. I have a cat that doesn't **** on the floor, a white fence. No ****** I want more. I don't know what I want. K, sign me up for the bib. And drugs, give me lots of drugs. And they best do it right. I best be not in the corner. Dribbling on myself, looking crazy eyed, and still have a small piece of me left. I'm going to be ****** ****** in my wheelchair ******* in my diaper. If it's going to be done it's best be done right.
No conscience left!

I'm alone and it's dark.
Why did you let them take it?
Why did you let them take it all?
God your so stupid.
It's all gone, the *** empty!
There is no more.
Oh my God I know!
What are we going to do?
Don't even talk to me, I'm not talking to you!
The *** is empty we can't fill it like anew.
I trusted you ******!
I thought we were going to be o.k.
Okay, I'm sorry I didn't know it was going to end this way.
Ya, you knew when you were giving pieces of us away.
How much did you think we had here?
Not enough to stay.

I've finally got that small girl out that killed herself down my drain.

You can't keep track of crazy, cause the reasons are unknown.

       Forces moving in directions the acute eye is not attune.

       It's not something tangible that you can keep in direct sunlight.

       Magnified so blindly. It's passes through the light.

       "Hello are you there?"

       Smiling, as we sleep together. Hold me close and keep me warm.

       "Don't put your hands on me!"

       "I'm here, it's Doom."

       Look, the sun is rising blazing the white moon.

       I didn't know crossing paths with you, would someday take me soon.