I donated blood the day before yesterday.
As blood seeped out of me through a tube into bags.
Slowly blood flowing. Breathing deeply and trying to relax.
The needle dug into my vein. Yet everything felt right.
Except my hand tingling and I couldn't feel my legs.
But I got feeling back into them quickly.

Anyone can save a life
All you have to do is listen
And remind people that they are loved.

Just a touch

Feel the droplets burst on an open wound
Cluelessly doomed
See the bults from miles
Erasing the joy and smiles

hear the thunder call my name
It won't be the same
No storm can last forever
But to you, its whatever

You had to touch her skin
Ur careless face with a grin
Love is just a word you said
Without you.. I'm dead

Leave me in the pours
Cold,  shivers down my spine
Why couldn't I be urs ?
Cuz she was more devine

Standing on the edge
looking at the pain
The sounds of a whistling train

Just a touch of rain

A thousand thoughts
A thousand tendencies

I used to be the girl that cared for anyone
Anyone with a suicidal thought
Did my best to save them, give them hope.

But now that girl, is me.
And who’s there? My voice bringing back empty echo’s
Echo’s boynching off the walls in my mind.
All alone, I stand to watch things fall apart.
Not a hand to hold, not a shoulder to lean on

Trapped in a place with no escape
Voices telling me to starve, to end it all
Whispers saying,
"Game Over"

But don’t worry
Sleep sound tonight
Knowing I’m not alive because of you
... Don’t worry

I told them I was broken but they didn't care
They just laughed and mocked me until my soul disintegrated into thin air
Now I was lost...and confused wondering why am I here
Wondering why I even cared about these wretched fools

They beat me...

Punching me and kicking me until my heart became dull
Until my will to go on was holding on by a thin thread
Then stood above me just to spit upon my last bit of hope
Robbing me of the little life that pumped through my swollen veins

Now I'm dead...

I laid there like a mindless zombie just staring into their hollowed out souls
Thinking why me...Why innocent ol me?

Alas I rose...

I rose with eyes blacker than the darkest abyss
Blood dripping from the hearts of the demons that possessed my flesh
Knives seeping from beneath my rotting corpse
I'm going to **** you but you should know....

**This... is all... your fault

A person's integrity
can be lost
amidst this "prestige" fabricated world.
A person's heart
can turn to stone
amidst these nefarious life forms.
A person's brain
can be turned to mush
amidst these excruciating words.
A person's eyes
can be shown miserably different views
amidst these manipulating debaters.
A person's character
can be ripped to shreds
amidst these sharp dire actions.
A person's sensitivity
can be transformed into nothing
amidst these morbid apathetics.  
A person's worth
can be diminished
amidst these cruel rulers.
A person's dreams
can be crushed
amidst these rich, shiny shoe wearers.
A person's life
can be extinguished
amidst this persecuting society.
Only when someone's life is gone-
is when we try to exterminate the said problems.
Why only take change when someone's gone?
They won't get the help they need
because they're not there.
Why let the rest suffer
when something can be done now?

She's pretty isn't she?
No, she's just pretty fun to make fun of.

That's all this world has come to.
If your not like me your wrong and weird and a monster.

But who's the real monster here,
The young innocent child whose only "crime" was to be themselves ,or the child that holds them self above everyone else?!?!

How could anyone stand for this , how could you not interfere?
Do you not understand that pain is NOT just physical, but emotional too?
Those mean , horrid words that were thrown like knives from your mouth , could ****.

DO NOT TAKE PART IN IT!
NOR SHOULD YOU TURN THE OTHER CHEEK, BECAUSE THAT MAKES YOU JUST AS GUILTY!

Instead of throwing into a wishing well;
Go save another child,
Go save lives in another country.

Because every second 1.78 people die,
107 deaths per minute,
6390 per hour,
153000 per day,
56.0 million deaths a year,
3.9 billion per average lifetime.

Maybe even someone you know.

Something no one wants to talk about
But something that is itching to be said
I don't care about politics
Society
I care about life
A little life that you killed
If you choose to make it
Don't choose to **** it
Some people say
When you are ***** it is ok
To **** that life inside of you
It pains me to agree that
Yes that is ok
If you feel that is what god is telling you
Then do it
Because it wasn't you choice
It wasn't you mistake
Your fault
If you choose to make it
Don't **** it
Because you will never feel grieve
Until you realize
The terrible
Unchangeable mistake
You just made
If your going make mistakes
Don't make another
Living human
Suffer in your place
Because no matter what anyone says
The minute that baby starts growing
In your body
It is living
Keep it living
Keep it thriving