MikkiMarie

People will tell me Love is built of trust But darling, I must disagree.For simply trusting That he will not lay a hand on you When he slams the door in your face... Trusting That he will never mean it When he says he will do you harm... Trusting That his words, although echoing, Will never transform into a fist, Willing to do anything in order To get the things He craves...That is not building love.People will tell me Love is formed from accepting flaws But, oh, dear, how I disagree!For accepting the way he screams at you When you talk to people He doesn't approve of... Accepting the way He looks into your innocent eyes And touches you wi...

Daddy, don't lie to me, I wanna know Where is she hiding, and why did she go? Daddy, don't lie to me, please, pretty please It's like I can hear her voice within the breeze. Daddy, don't lie to me, where did she run? Daddy, I know all the things you have done.Daddy, don't lie to me, I've seen her scars Hidden from me like the faraway stars.Daddy, don't tell me, I don't wanna hear I'm hoping these thoughts are just worries, just fears. Daddy, don't tell me, I can't stand the facts I just wanna think this is some silly act.Daddy, I love you, you know this is true But honestly, why do you do what you do?Daddy, I saw you when you pushed her do...

“What’s on your arm? What’s on your thigh?” I scratched myself, darling—but I will be fine. “What’s on your wrist? And why do you cry?” Oh, silly—they’re signals, they’re my warning signs. “Why are there tears coming out from your eyes?” They show that I’m breaking. My laugh’s a disguise. “What’s on your forearm? What’s on your mind?” I’ll be okay, darling. I just wish to die.

So many have it worse than you, so don't be so upset. Depression is so stupid, just the same as false regret. Anxiety? Oh, what a joke. You just don't want to fail. Hallucinations? What a crazy, funny little tale. Darling, you're pathetic. Take the blade off of your skin. You're such a little wannabe, don't let your sorrow win.Suicide is stupid, and a sin, oh, don't you see? Come on, just respond, love, why are you ignoring me?...Today I heard you passed away. I'm sorry for your pain. If only others knew the way I did-- you weren't insane. If only you had known, my love, how much your soul was worth...But honestly, you should've smiled, T...

I'm aching, trying so hard to watch the world spin without my sanity beginning to spin as well.I'm breaking, struggling to see my beauty without basing it off my own insecurities.Perhaps I've built myself a complex puzzle, and simply lost too many pieces.Perhaps I made my life a battle knowing I could never win.I'd rather lose myself than be lost. I'd rather stop looking both ways than be afraid.I used to fear shadows, and now, I wish to be one. I used to fear my disappearance, now I want to be gone.I'm aching. Trying so hard to watch the world spin.But unfortunately, my sanity started spinning too.

Sometimes, when I'm sad I remember that one time, All I had to worry about was If the bubbles I had blown, were about to Disappear.Sometimes, when I'm sad I remember that one time, I began to worry about the day that My childhood would simply Disappear.Sometimes, when I'm sad I remember that some day, When I'm sitting with my husband In the old old house... my days will simply Disappear.And that day, The day when my heartbeat is Silenced... The day when my breath Truly gets taken away. That's the day When my worries, my concerns, my fears... Will simply... Disappear.

There sits the girl with the things in her eyes Monsters, destruction, and sweet butterflies Hopscotch and daisies, surrounded by screams Beautiful dresses now torn at the seams Crayons and paintbrushes, villains and grins Young, gladsome innocence, hatred and sins Little red houses on roads left to fade Gorgeous moonlight shining off of the blade Blood pouring out as she cries her own name Knowing she's forced to take each bit of blame She could have stopped it and left it behind All of these things in her troubled young mind She could have saved them if she dared to try Rather, though, she left herself there to die. Now, others watch as ...

Depression isn’t true, my dear Depression isn’t real. It’s just a silly tragedy You’ve forced yourself to feel.Anxiety is fake, my friend You wonder why it’s there. But others have it worse than you! Stop forming false despair.Cutting is dramatic, love, It’s ugly, and it’s dumb. Why not just get over it? Is the attention fun?Suicide is stupid, dear, And selfish, if I may. Get over yourself, darling, Can you hear these things I say?Why aren’t you replying, love? Oh, where could you have gone? I never meant to hurt you, love, Did I say something wrong?Why aren’t you replying, dear? Depression isn’t true!… Oh, but yes it was, “my dear”...Jus...