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Zara Wolfe May 2014
Vines swindle & slither along my spine
Clawing & Raking thorns into my thighs.
When will I  realize?
That I am no good, too fat, not thin enough.
I'll wander this Earth, lifetime after another
until I'm emaciated as the rings of Saturn.
Only then will I be thin.
camila annette May 2014
I always wear pink
But I am broken inside.
I always wear pink
But I don’t always smile.
I always wear pink
Because it shows how strong I have to be.
I always wear pink because it is my favorite color.
I always wear pink because I have no friends.
I always wear pink because it gives me hope
Though I have nothing to rely on.
I always wear pink to lie to everyone.
I always wear pink because it’s the only thing I have.
I always wear pink because my life
Is so messed up not even the brightest sun can
Illuminate it.
I always wear pink because I’m really not happy
But I have to lie to everyone so that they can be strong.
I always wear pink
For my extraordinary soul
That has nothing but a simple cut.
I always wear pink.
I always wear pink.
camila annette Apr 2014
I am a happy girl...
Though I go through the dark
and lay on my knees,
I laugh and I laugh
till my laugh leads to tears.

Though I look and I look
at the razor once again,
I open and smile and go back to my cave.

And even though
I cry my eyes out,
this is the image I show
to the world when i'm out.

The thing they don't
know is that my tears
lead to fears,
and my soul is a virtue
no one will ever meet.
It's not one of my best
camila annette Apr 2014
Everything happens for a reason*, they say.


People say a lot of things. They talk and talk and talk. Not knowing that the person next to them is broken like a glass and says ‘I’m okay’ as if it were the truth. They just have no idea what it’s like. What it’s like to seek safety in other people. What it’s like to go home every day and cry until your eyes look like a tornado. What it’s like to not be happy for the fact that millions of internal voices take control of someone’s thoughts. They just have no idea.
this is bad
camila annette Apr 2014
I try to be like everybody else,
to fit in.
But when I try,
I just ****.
camila annette Apr 2014
It makes me sad, you know? How people around me hurt so badly. I think that’s why I hurt most of the time. Because I know that the people that I love so much are being beaten by voices inside of them, that they are being victims of their own selves. And the saddest part is that I can’t do anything about it. I offer my hand to help knowing how ****** up inside I am, but that doesn’t stop me from caring. It makes me sad how there are millions of people around the world thinking how the world would be a better place without them when actually it just gets lonelier every time an angel goes back to heaven.
camila annette Apr 2014
It's sad that I am a broken glass,
but it's even sadder to know that people around me hurt even more.
camila annette Apr 2014
How  am i supposed to accept your pardon
when all you did was hurt me?
How am  i supposed to leave all  the ones i love broken inside?
How am i even capable of doing that?
Because i only know i'm not the only one.
sorry i'm broken
Molly Apr 2014
I.
Witness your family
stop loving
each other.

II.
Understand what people mean
when they say
the world is not fair.

III.
Be struck with
the realization that
you are not special.

IV.
Hurt yourself.
Don't tell
anyone.

V.
Let strangers
see parts of you
your friends never have.

VI.
Decide that being deep
is more important
than being happy.

VII.
Cut all your hair off
without asking
your parents.

VIII.
Let your ex
boyfriend see
all your scars.

IX.
Go to counseling.
Do not cry.
Not here.

X.
Stop
hurting
yourself.

XI.
Feel empty.
Try not
to cry.

XII.
Let yourself
be defined by the
honesty of numbers.

XIII.
Do not
fill your emptiness
with calories.

XIV.
Pour out your
heart, soul,
dinner.

XV.
Restrict yourself.
Minimize.
Shrink.

XVI.**
Finally
have
control.
I'm only doing this because I want to feel less helpless.
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