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 Nov 2014 pat
T'yana Brown
Rapes. Abandonment. Drugs. Guns. Kidnapping. Abuse. Race Issues. Prostitution. Fighting. Thefts.

What's wrong people??

Victims or Perpetrator why aren't we content about life itself.

Yes we will go through trails. No life isn't always fair. But; learning to love thy neighbor and help other people  can make a huge change in Today's Society. If we learned to care for one another ALL OF THEE ABOVE ACTS wouldn't happen.

To my victims Please dont live with suffering in your heart and allow that person who caused you harm power over you. Take your life back forgive them for your self healing!!!

We Need Change

Todays Society
 Nov 2014 pat
alena
Heartbreaking
 Nov 2014 pat
alena
did you crumble against a wall
did you fall to your knees
or did you stay standing numb

when you cry do you sniffle and scream
or do you hold it in
till blackness consumes you at night

I wouldn't know
Because I will never be a causation
But I've broken enough hearts I could guess

I may not know how you hurt
But I do know your eyes
cried my tears
every time your heart was broken
it breaks my heart that your heart has been bruised
 Nov 2014 pat
Drake Brayer
The shallow lights are dying
Fading bit by bit
Those shining stars are crying
The sky is barely lit

Twinkling orbs of splendour
Entombed before my eyes
In the solitude of surrender
Death in darkened skies
 Nov 2014 pat
CastorPolydeuces
So here's the thing, I think she died. I tried to save her poor, diseased mind.
So I stepped in and took control, steered her shell and lost her soul.
I guess I didn't realize what I was, or what a human actually does.
I thought I knew how your world worked, you fleshy beings are absurd.
So here I am inside her shell, a demon lost, in a different hell.
 Nov 2014 pat
Madison Lee
From the time I could walk,
Daddy was never there for the little talks.
Twelve years young,
And I'm drowning in tears,
Never imagining those would be the worst years.
I can remember feeling so hopeless,
Falling down such a slippery *****.
Depression was my label,
With my anxiety growing unstable.
Fourteen years young,
And I'm beginning to see blood.
Coming out of my arms like a flood.
I've grown to love the color of red,
Did you know that seeing too much would mean I was dead?
Sixteen years young,
And I'm killing my lungs.
Everything is starting to get better,
I've become a goal setter.
I'm grateful for everything I went through,
Because now, life means so much more.
I may not be completely healed,
But I'm better off where I am now then I was before.
 Nov 2014 pat
Jellyfish
Faces
 Nov 2014 pat
Jellyfish
They stare at you.
They judge you.
They talk about you.
They hurt you.

Why?

Because they're "jealous"
Because they're "abused"
Because they're "hurting"
Because they're mean.

You cry at night,
You want to fight.
But you're scared,
You hate fear.

Your parents ignore you,
Sometimes THEY bully you.
Your siblings laugh at you,
They usually pick on you.

What do you do about this?
Nothing.
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