Hey, Survivor. Did you know you're a survivor?
Even though it's not all over.
Surviving is like a four leaf clover.
It's almost always good luck.
Though, you might seem like a sitting duck,
You're a true hero.
People should look up to you.
You're a true fighter.
You're proof it does get brighter.
You're the one.
It sounds honestly cheesy, but truthful.
To That One GirlChin up kid, stop and put down your razors and lighters.To That One Girl2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The relief is only temporary
By tomorrow the feeling will be quite the contrary.
You could cut all night long if you want,
But people will call you weak for that stunt.
Baby, you need to focus again,
All this feeling should come to an end.
Chin up kid, your heart is filled with too much hate.
Your anxiety and depression is just too much,
Now, you even tremble at anyone's touch.
You'll die young if you continue like this,
So, please don't. There's too much to miss.
Slicing and dicing yourself up won't do
A damn good thing for you.
Chin up kid, don't give up just yet,
All these images in your head
Have me worried, will you be dead?
Honey, it's really not worth it.
So, for now let's just talk and sit.
I'm sorry but life's painful bite
Won't end until your very last night.
Oh, chin up kid, take up your dreams.
Remember to be yourself,
Take that as a lesson and put it on your shelf.
I know you're insecure now,
But baby, don't end that
The Scar Project: Trapped in ScarsYou don't see the scars in their minds.The Scar Project: Trapped in Scars3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
of all the words they heard.
Some in the present, most in the past
From all those mouths they come fast.
Some received, some that gave,
but they are all a kind of slave.
Trapped inside their own mind
because of abuse of some kind.
Some gave, all they receive
for their own actions they grieve.
Most are now tough,
one, didn't try hard enough.
From the Victims Point of View Ch. 3 Evil does not simply live. Evil is death.From the Victims Point of View Ch. 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My name's Melina Luckerman. And this is my story.
I had the perfect life. The perfect family. The perfect story. I lived in Crowley, Texas. I had my loving husband, Ricky Luckerman. We had 4 kids. A 7 year old, Zachariah. A 2 year old, Tyler. A 4 year old, Jane. And a 6 month year old, Ainslee. We also have a 3 week old puppie great dane named Sparky. We went to church every Sunday morning with the kids. We ate out at least once a week. We gave the kids practically anything they could ask for. What a wonderful life we had all lived. That is until Ricky went off the deep end.
One night I had made a lovely roast for all of us to eat for dinner. Roast was Ricky's favorite food. I first noticed something was off when he came home and wasn't completely thrilled with anything really, let alone the food. He didn't even say goodbye to
FreakFreakFreak3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
વિચિત્ર ખ્યાલ કે રીતભાત
No matter what language you say it in, it still hurts the same way.
Pansexuality I think out of all of the different types of sexualities, Pansexuality is probably either the most unknown or the most shamed.Pansexuality3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Sure, Homosexuals of all kind usually unite together, but some bisexual or lesbian or gay people look down on Pansexuality. And a lot of Heterosexuals in the first place look down on anything related to that.
A lot of pledged gay men and women just think of being a Pansexual ludicrous because obvious you can only like one or two genders in their book. Heterosexuals aren't the only ones who hate on gays! A decent sized portion of the Homosexual community 'hates' on pansexuals and transgenders and polyamerous people. Polyamery isn't even considered to be homosexual, a lot of straight people are polyamerous... AND PROUD!
Pansexuals are known negatively to being people who 'can't make up their mind' about what gender to choose from. It's not a gam
From the Victims Point of View Ch. 2 The only thing I'll ever need is my beer and my whiskey.From the Victims Point of View Ch. 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My name's Mars Lynch, and this is my story.
Most of you are probably wondering why I'm in this story. I'm not a victim of anybody. Hell, they classified my death as a suicide. Well, I am the victim. I am a victim of alcohol and a victim of the effects it can have.
I lived in Stratford, Ontario, Canada. I worked at a local WalMart. I went to work everyday and then came home to nothing. Well, that's not true. I did come home to something. My booze. I don't even remember what a real hangover feels like because I wake up and it feels like everyday life. I have no family, no friends, no pets. No one.
When I was 9 I was raped by my dad. My mom was out and we were home alone until he invited some pervy friends over. They took off my clothes and told me to bend over the table. I did so beca
From the Victims Point of View Ch. 1 If only I had a nickel for every time somebody told me 'I love you'.From the Victims Point of View Ch. 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I'm Krista King. And this is my story.
It was an easy life for a woman like me. Sleep, wake up, go to work, chill with friends, come home, and sleep. I was a very known person, I got around. It was all easy as a 26 year old living in Ukiah, California. Born and raised in this small town. I worked at a diner on the coast, serving beer and burgers all day long. Everyone, from what I could tell, loved me. I was kinda the shit. That is, until I met him.
I had a best friend named Savannah. Me and her had known each other for quite a few years. 16 to be exact. She always had looked out for me, even when I wasn't there for her. Anyway, she always had the best intentions. One night she took me out for a spin at a local bar down the street from my apartment. Savannah had introduced me
GoodbyeEven though your heart is grievingGoodbye2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Look into the sky and keep believing
'Cause you know that deep down through all the pain
There will be a day when you are free again
I was there when life turned to death
I was there when you breathed your last breath
Now I am here with a look full of fear
Too scared to move, my eyes filled with tears
I watch you walk, amazed at the sight
As you follow the trail of light
You turn around and smile at me
You say that you have been set free
You start to walk towards the light
Then all is silent, an empty night
I stare in wonder, my mouth is dry
Tears trickle down my face,
As I whisper
Thinking of YouI think of you in the day timeThinking of You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I think of you at Night
I think of you in my thoughts
and I think of you in my dreams
I never had a dream before
I never had amazing thoughts
Until the day I fell for you
Now you are always on my mind
I think of you when I'm out
I think of you when listening to music
I think of you every day
I even think of you before falling asleep
Every moment your in my mind
every moment you are always there
I think of you throughout the day
it brings smiles instead of tears
I think of you when my anxiety acts up
And I think of you when my depression is out of control
It helps controls the darkness inside me
it brings out the Light all around
I think of you all throughout the day
no matter what the situation is
you are always In my thoughts
Thinking of you all day long
Don't You Know?Don't you know that you're taking her for granted?Don't You Know?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She's not going to be there for you for long if you're never there for her
Why don't you call her every once in a while, see if she's okay
She'll appreciate it more than you think
Show her that you truly love her, tell her she's your everything
Just prove to her that she means something to you
'Cause right now she may feel unappreciated
Right now she may feel useless
So prove to her that she's special
Prove to her that she's the only one for you
'Cause you could be slowly losing her
While you spend your time doing nothing
Meet up with her every once in a while
Before she walks away
'Cause once she walks away
She's never coming back.
Meant for Each OtherFrom the stars high aboveMeant for Each Other2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the ground down below
the beat in my heart
and the spirits way up high
You are the world around me
the sun shining in the day time
and the moon shines brightly at night
You are the love of my life
and the happiness to my smiles
You are the one that I love
dearly with all my heart
Forever you will be mine
and forever shall I be yours
cause you are the world around me
and the happiness to all sadness
Forever we will be together
cause in this life
you were meant to be Mine
and i was always meant to be yours <3
RumoursI'm holding your handRumours2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
But they're trying to pull it away
Like a hand full of sand
Slipping between my fingers
The cruel words slip out of their mouths
They're predators and we're the prey
And I try not to listen
And I mustn't reveal
Any insecurity that I feel
If I let my guard down, they'll eat me alive
How will we survive?
Close your eyes and I will too
Block their hatred from our view
For it seems I've made some enemies without ever meaning to
Please don't listen to their lies
They're the wolves in sheep's disguise
And I love you, and I need you to get through
Tell me what I've done wrong
Tell me why I deserve this ridicule
This has gone on too long
Haven't you hurt me enough?
It started out with a rumour but now you're playing too rough
And I try to stay calm
But they're right in my face
Your indiscretion makes me want to embrace my anger
To hurt you too
But I'll never sink as low as you
Close your eyes and I will too
Block their hatred from our view
For it seems I've made some enem
Be who you areWe are all human beings who populate this planet.Be who you are2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Being gay or bisexual/asexual/transgender is a wonderful thing.
People can be cruel, and disgusting, with the insane amounts of hate and fear we have for each other.
I know that I'm afraid of a lot of things, but I still manage to love people regardless of their sexual identity.
I love people. Both guys and girls. And I'm very glad that I do.
Boys are beautiful. And girls are gorgeous.
I have no problem accepting people. Because I know that pain hurts. And I know it doesn't go away. At least in my case.
I love you regardless of whether you're a guy or girl, gay or straight, black or white. I hate racism. I hate fear. And I hate pain.
And I will never find hating someone who's trying to be who they are, acceptable. Being gay or straight or transgender is wonderful!
Be who you are. Be proud of who you are. And love who you are.
Take care. I hope you find this helpful.
Love. Don't hate.
I love you.
The Scar Project: Not Deep EnoughYou see the scars on her legsThe Scar Project: Not Deep Enough3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Which she has cut so many times.
She tried and tried,
but couldn't cut them off.
If her little sister couldn't walk
then why should she be able to?
She cut and cut,
but not deep enough.
She couldn't cut them off
and her sister still can't walk.
You see the scars on her legs,
but she thinks she didn't try enough
The Scar Project: Pretty girl no moreYou see the scars all over her bodyThe Scar Project: Pretty girl no more3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Flames raged, her body ablaze
"You're ugly", is all she heard
Even before her body burned.
This stupid nose, those sharp ears
freckles on her face, fire on her head.
Ginger hair down to her hips,
resting on a small waist
She was grand, she was pretty
but not inside here own mind.
She had the will, she had the fuel,
and the lighter to ignite
Now we see the scars on the outside,
but the deepest she still does hide.
ScarsYou see the scars across his face.Scars3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A knife pulled across his cheek.
You see the scars all over her body.
Flames raged, her body ablaze.
You see the scars on his arm.
Where he slid over the tarmac.
You see the scars which are her knees.
With which she fell upon the floor.
You see the scars over his eye.
The knife took it away.
You see the scars on her legs.
Which she has cut so many times.
You don't see the scars in their minds.
Of all the words they heard.
save me...As you laid in bedsave me...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With visions of gum drops
Dancing in your head
I tossed and turned
In a sea of red
And with every passing moment
I wish I was dead
The Scar Project: You're not so tough.You see the scars on his armThe Scar Project: You're not so tough.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where he slid across the tarmac.
He was so tough on his fast bike
he was cool, but tried to take his life
His mother threw him out
when he didn't give her liquor
He has seen his family destroyed
by his drunk, abusive Mom
But every day on school
he always acted cool
Now he's not so tough
his mind has had enough
We see the scars on his arm
but still not those that matter.
The Scar Project: The Sissy Boy?You see the scars across his faceThe Scar Project: The Sissy Boy?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A knife pulled across his cheek
He gave up his face, his model face
to his hateful father, a sissy no more
"Act like the man you should be,
you're not some dolled up girl!"
He took his father's hunting knife
Yelled: "Let me show you my mind!"
Pulled it across his cheek
A pretty boy no more
Now his father does know
True minds don't always show
The Life I have once LivedI was beatenThe Life I have once Lived2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Torn, ripped to shreds
Left with no hope
left with a life unknown
Thats what I was known as
Heart ripped apart
That's how my life was known as
every moment of everyday
No good to this life
No good to this world
Nobody liked me
always thrown around
Will anybody truly understand?
all the lies that I made up
"really I'm fine"
while deep down
I am dying
Will anybody care to know?
will anybody care to understand?
The Life that I have once lived
Affliction"Fight, I dare you."Affliction3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as she pulls my head back
to whisper in my ear
but I won't win.
You're fingers are already in my brain.
"Cut me out, you will feel better"
as she digs her nails
into my chest.
but I won't feel at all.
You're already under my skin.
Are they my eyes
looking at me in that mirror?
Are they my thoughts
breaking up my mind?
Am I me or am I her?
Am I the afflicted
or the affliction?
"The affliction." she whispers.