I gave my tormentor the title of best friend
because for once,
it felt like someone saw me the same way I did.
I fell in love with a boy who bruised instead of kissed
because for once,
I didnt have to be the one to beat myself up.

He was a monster
that I so badly wanted to charm
because for once,
it wasn't my problems I was struggling to solve.

This is the journal of
Amethyst Marie
where all are welcome
and all are free,
but only if you know
the name of Amethyst Marie.
Few know the girl that
fits the name, but if you do
then have no shame;
continue reading and
explore the mind of
a tortured soul who went
mad with time. The insanity
only continues to sprout
as the clock ticks on,
no, there is no doubt that
Amethyst Marie will continue
to write no matter how much
it hurts every night. She will
continue to use the pages
until no more are left
to fill. Amethyst Marie will
document every feeling she
has until the last pill that she
swallows. Either the one that
takes her away or the last one
that allows her to keep from
going insane. So welcome to
the journal of Amethyst Marie.
I hope you enjoy your stay
and I hope you can return to
come visit me.

it's suicide
really,
cigarettes.

but the wistful
thin milky smoke
reminds me of peace
that I never feel anymore.

the drag
the heat
and I drag my lungs behind me on a gravel road
but the hit
I take
feels
safe

craving
to wrap my lips
around a death trap
an expensive
killer
beautiful
cigarette

Straight Talking *** written with love in mind!

Averted a tragic waste of sorrow,
As clash of titans,
Wielding pens in penance,
Wasting gifts,
As spread thin over crumbling cobbles,
Words are wonderful,
Treasure and joy,
So let's not fight,
Let pen kiss paper ,
With super might!
Sometimes disturbing,
Often perturbing,
Created in individual style,
In mind at time,
Just like mine,
All from creation,
Individual minds,
Know what's said,
Great minds think alike while idiot's never differ !
Two great pens must play on!
By ladylivvi1