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posted by tigerlilly14
I wanna run but I cannot chase the sun I'm hiding from the light because it is so bright I don't wanna fight because i'm filled with fright look there is the spirites they come only in the night آپ wouldn't find me in the دن of light morning when I'm out of your sight trying to escape the night the stars are so bright آپ call to me and I'm full of fright I carefully look to the sky but then I look all around and see nobody is to be found I run from the sun I run from آپ آپ are not who i had thought I knew I can't I can't be blue as long as I'm far away from آپ Is this true what آپ are feeling that you're no longer peeling far far away where آپ can't find me it is my time to fly and now I will say GOODBYE.
posted by Mallory101
Seven eighths
___________________
Seven eighths halfway there
Sticks and stones through the broken windows
Like سیب, ایپل pie left for a week
Toss it in and hope it swims

But it’s the things at the bottom آپ need to worry about
If آپ sink they lurk down there
Tangle around your legs and hold آپ down.
So jump on in

Seven eighths, four مزید to go
One سیب, ایپل is rotten, so throw the whole barrel out
Seven eggs gives nineteen chickens
But only if they’re in the bushes

Last in line, theres nothing left
All sold out, waited too long
Next time, push in and get your serve
Like the others did to you...
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I was walking 2 school early that morning in the rain, I didn't expect anyone else to walk to school this early 2. I herd Cody calling my name behind me. 'hey, Winter what's up? Why are آپ walking in the rain so early?' he asked catching his breath. 'I'm just freaking annoyed, my parents are fighting at ہوم again and it looks like it's getting bad.' I کہا quietly. 'oh sorry, I'm going on vacation tomorrow.' I looked up hurt. 'for how long?' 'just a few weeks.' he replied happy. I looked down sad, he's my only friend who cares about me. I walked fast away from him. 'hey I'll be back...soon.'...
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posted by Rockgrl
Tell me why I've been lied to
Tell me why there are secrets hidden from me
سے طرف کی my sister

Explain to me why she choose this
Explain to me why I hurt so much
Explain to me why I don't care any more
About my life

Answer me why I want to cry
Answer me why I want to die
Answer me why I want her to just
Leave already
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I've been hurt سے طرف کی a sister. She has lied openly to my face, hidden secrets from me when she promised me she wouldn't, and threw me out like I was trash. I'm wrong for being hurt, یا am I just an idiot?
posted by anna_von_vanity
Go to sleep and close your eyes

And dream of broken butterflies

That tore their wings against a thorn

آپ know the pain that which they’ve born

Silver metal shine so bright

Scarlet blood that feels so right

Dream of that blood trickling down

And wake up just before آپ drown

The moonlight shining off your tears

As آپ bleed out your worst fears

So tonight when آپ start to cry

Whisper the cutters lullaby:

Hushabye baby, your almost dead

آپ don’t have a pulse and your pillows red

Your family hates you, and your دوستوں let آپ bleed

Sleep tight with a knife, cause thats all آپ need

Rockabye baby, broken and scarred

آپ didn’t know life would be this hard

Time to end the pain آپ hid so well

And down آپ go baby

Straight back to hell
posted by scarykids-emo
The devils flames lick at my toes
Waiting to نگلنا me in.
A little monster on my back, pushing me further & further.
Coming far too close to my end.

The place is hot
White lights glare at my eyes,
Trying to surface me
To my despise.

My bodie is burning
This walk with the monster is...
Delightful

My toes are burning,
My legs follow
My hips & torso feel his bittersweet sting

He whispers sweet thing into my ear
Telling me to come & disapear
His words are tempting
So strong and true
It only makes me think of you...

Breaking the surface of his black shell
Falling to fast into my own...
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posted by zutaradragon
hope, for me, is a place uncharted
and extreamly over grown.
the world, it has chilled me,
frozen my very soul.

my little hope bird, it is gone
forbidden and forwarned.
all my faith and trust,
it flew away in the storm.

the fire, it can not warm me,
i do not feel the cold,
the sun doesn't shine,
my دل is numb.

and this is why,
my hope bird has died.
because the world has chilled me,
my دل can not ache,
nor can it brake.

the lie of a life
i'm suppose to live,
but, no one can give
an explination.
so i ask, Why?

why do we need
to belong in a group?
why can't i be me?

so this is why
hope for me is a place uncharted,
and my hope bird is gone.
i hope آپ understand...
posted by cherryade_s
I'm bored so I'll write a quick poem:) This is ALL true apart from the end. I just want to tell everyone that suicide isn't always the answer though at the time it seemed right. What really happened was my carers made me see a phycologist he gave me pills and things and now I'm living a perfectly happy teenage life though I can never rid of the memories that still haunt me. Stay strong people! It will all work out xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

I remember a few years back,
When I thought I had it really bad,
I'd heard that my dear mother had died,
And there was nobody to hold me when I cried.

The months...
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posted by alex1201
CHAPTER ONE
23 nov. 1987


it's raining. my clothes are drenced it water while my hair covers my face. i'am freezing. mom کہا she would be here an گھنٹہ ago. until i got the message that she was'nt coming back. the following months after mom's death [mysteriously] dad's been hitting the booze pretty hard. my older brother kendell moved out when i was about nine. he always told me that he will come back and take me with him. everyday after that i would come ہوم from school standing beside my bag and wait.

he never came. i was 14 now fending for myself. my life was'nt as simple as before. i was hit....
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Forever Changed
© Danielle
I heard the footsteps coming and I knew this would be another long night
And something inside me screamed this time it really isn’t right
The words he was saying were ruthless and cruel
And each time he hit me I sat there and obeyed each and every rule
I sat there blank faced and scared knowing that I couldn’t cry
For I knew what would happen if he saw the tears in my eyes

Each and every سوئنگ, جھول felt worse and worse
And then all I wanted was to be dead in a hearse
He got real close and whispered “Bitch I wish آپ weren’t alive”
And all I was thinking was you’re right,...
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posted by ilovekud
I draw a pretty picture A picture on my wrist The picture keeps getting bigger Every time my feelings are dismissed آپ think the words don’t hurt me That the actions don’t cause me pain آپ think that if I smile I must be happy again I’m not going to blame it on آپ Because I know that its my choice But it only ever happens when آپ raise your voice I hear the screams and shouts And I reach out for the blade I do it without thinking Then I look at the mess I’ve made It looks ugly and it stings But it takes away the pain And the hurt Of all the other things I know you’ll tell me its wrong If آپ ever find out That’s why I keep my arms covered I don’t want آپ to scream and shout I keep my arms covered so no one else can see The scratches ive made on my arms There something that’s private to me.
posted by alex1201
NOV. 23 1987
(Chapter 2)

I'm running. I can't breath. I'm scared. What's going to happen to me? I dont wanna go. Why did I do it. But wait wouldn't it be counted as self defense? He made me do it. But it felt so good. Watching him fall felt so good. Watching him die felt so good to witness. I made it to a phone. I dialed 911. It rang. Suddleny it answered.

"hello" the voice said.

"Hello, umm I did something that was bad, that I shouldn't have done."

'What did u do miss-ummmm miss.....?"

"Ummm...I can't say who iam."

"Fine dear what happened?"

"I killed someone. He's still there. Lying there."

"is the...
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That دن was the opening night of the play, I was nervous because I had to kiss my best friend, which was weird. At least he was not a stranger. It went through the play, and When we kissed on the kissing scene I felt something that I had never felt before about him, when he drove me ہوم I کہا nothing. 'are آپ ok, Accelia.' Kenndell asked me looking away from the steering wheel and at me. 'yeah, why wouldn't I be?' I کہا looking down. But before he could respond I was out the car door to my house. He watched me confused. The اگلے morning I had to see him, he was going to drive us to school.(he...
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posted by alex1201
CHAPTER 1 [continued]
nov. 23 1987

i sat there. puzzled. scared. i could feel my eyes starting to sting with the tears i should've cried when i was feeling the pain. i thought i could trust him! he was there for me when my mother died. he came around the corner. i sat still. barely breathing.

"hey beatiful" he کہا as if nothing happened. i just sat there.

"hello? i'm talking to you. listen i didn't want to. i had to." my thought was why he had to. i looked the other way. he started to stroke my hair.

" i love you." and he kissed my cheek. "come on. i'll take آپ home."

when i finally made it home...
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posted by EdandJa
There was a girl name Natalie ..She hated her life...she had no friends..everyone thought she was pretty wierd school was hell for her..everyone either made fun of her..talk behind her back..or felt sorry for her..Day سے طرف کی دن she waited for something good to happen..and nothing ever did..soon she got beat up with this shit and started to cut..but life only got worse when her family found out...she told them the cuts meant nothing nothing deep and she would stop..now whenever she felt sad shed just go in the bathroom and cry.. crying is all she could do..she left los..depressed,and unwonted,but...
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Life is often like a fire, it dies out, and it does not last forever,
while some people hide behind smiles and joy, others embrace the fear, the fear that everyone drowns in, for fear is the one thing we can be sheltered by.
So as I کہا before, life is like a fire, it burns out, because it will not last, just like everything else in this world, the only remains left behind are the burning ashes.
Its hard to say whether یا but change will come to our lives on this earth, but if it does, it surly will not be in this lifetime.
posted by jessicamc26
Rape
© Carrie
I lay there looking at the ceiling hoping something would stop you
Willing the words to come out from the back of my throat
It seemed so easy to say no before
So simple
But that دن in your room it changed everything
I laid there as آپ kept going and آپ kept asking if it was okay
I guess آپ took the look of horror and fear on my face as a yes
You kept going taking further further
Unbuttoning my pants
Sliding down my underwear
Removing the condom from آپ drawer
And finally right before آپ started to pounded out my soul
I got out that one little word no
But that wasn’t enough you...
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The last time I was here, I was released as quickly as I entered.
But now I knew the predicament I was in, and I didn’t appreciate where this was going. I let the guard shove me into the cell, but that was the least of my worries; it was the TV that was hanging dimly across the room, blinking with vivid lights, that caught my attention. Even the catch of the gray stone that littered underneath my feet caused me no alarm, یا the chains that were clasped on my wrists. It was just my breath that mingled in with my streaming mind, echoing with strong vibrations as the electronic material before...
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Restless
© Gina
I wake up everyday,
mainly to my dismay,
the pain it caused will never end,
I never had the strength to tell a friend,
how do آپ open up,
when your whole life آپ kept it shut up,
how do آپ get the pain to subside,
when all آپ want to do is curl up and hide,
this whole thing is my fault,
I couldn't tell my mother I was his default,
even when I escaped the crime,
I knew I would never regain the time.



Source: Sexually Abused سے طرف کی My Mother's Boyfriends, Rape Poems link
Jeff's POV

I was in the hospital for what have felt مزید than a week and every دن i prayed to be asleep just to dream about the girl i loved, Hayley. Even though i had the same dream everytime i went to sleep it was me and Hayley, but not the Hayley that i loved...it was Hayley William from Paramore and it made me mad cuz it was the Hayley i loved inside but on the outside it wasnt her. When i woke up from those painful and long seven days Hayley was still there sitting there in the chair across the room crying and having her hands in her brown hair but i focused closer to remember her fetures...
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