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Sahra Maxwell Jun 2014
Dark place.
and everyone who said they'd be there for me isn't.
So *******.
I needed you.
You're too selfish to know.
You think your life is hard.
You couldn't handle in mine.
Sometime I wonder if I'll make it out alive...
Ha.
Sahra Maxwell Jun 2014
I love you
I love you so much
I love you I swear.
I'd die for you.
I love you don't leave
no, no, no
What did I do!
Babe, I promise don't leave!
Please!
Stop stop stop!!!







Wait. Who are you?
Sahra Maxwell Jun 2014
They use to say I love you.
I hope no one ever hurts you.
They'd just met, but it was love.
Right?
Well the doll was never loved, but this had to be it.
She was happy.
Right?
She'd never felt happiness before though, so this had to be it.
She was a good doll.
Right?
She'd always try to help...
She wanted to wipe the tears of the hurt. She'd put them before her.
They were her best friend.
Right?
Or maybe that's just what she would tell herself...
Stop. Don’t question yourself!
She wanted to be good and happy and loved.
I just want to be happy
So even though something was wrong it was ok.
R i g h t ?


W r o n g .
Sometimes you can be used to much... ya know?
She still felt empty.
But that's normal, right?
She's a doll.
They don't have feelings.
Right?
Wrong.
She's cracking. Again. It's not working. This isn't happy. The twinkle in her eyes dimmed.
She is crumbling bit by bit.
I told you. Haha.
Reality hit her with a blow to the face

I LoVe YoU, Doll.
I hope no   one ever hurts you.
Not Done Yet
Sahra Maxwell Jun 2014
Roses are red
violets are blue
Life is short
And so are you
Looking out the windows
And thinking of the number 2
My thoughts are random
And so are you
Wow time flies by
Just like us two
Sahra Maxwell Mar 2014
I feel so sad
numb
done
Sahra Maxwell Jan 2014
To find yourself
Few do.
Lose yourself
Less work, easier to do.
We've lost the innocence of our childhood.
Our dream that seemed so close
Now impractical.
I miss my imagination, my freedom.
The person I used to be.
Come back and visit sometime.
Please.
Sahra Maxwell Dec 2013
I died today.
                                                          ­         ******
A slow burning death.

They said I would be ok.

But I died today.

As I silently wept, slowly withering away.
                                                           ­        ******
They said I would be ok.

They said they'd remember me.

Who were  they?

Disappeared like a whisper in a crowd.

They killed me.
                                                             ­      ******
My cries for help
                                                        ­           ******
Go unnoticed.
Its too late.
To save the dead.
The ****** of that young girl I once knew as her.
She was once me.
Now known as They.
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