author - "Brittany Richards"
Sometimes I wonder,
If I killed myself right now,
Would you even care?
Or would you blow me off like every other person.
If I killed myself right now,
Would you come to help me?
A friend of mine once wrote of her struggles of her life with her step-mother. This got me thinking and eventually led to me writing about the emotional and physical pain that my own mother brought to me. (These are true stories by the way.)
This is a poem that I wrote during English 'cause I got bored. Its about being alone. I hope you like it...
People ask me why I do it, why I cut. I never really thought a lot about it, but I've always had an answer. For relief I would say. It makes me think about the physical pain, instead of the emotional. Of course there where other problems that went along with that. My name is Katie Harington, and this is my story of what happened to my life, when it all went to hell.
Carissa is moving out of her brother's place, but she doesn't realize she has a roommate. Carissa has a secret, she's an angel, well actually a fallen angel. She has to hide this from her roommate. Can she do it? Is it meant to be this way?
My skin is cold,
My lips are pale,
My body looks like the color has been stripped of it,
Is this what death is like?
No and yes,
Death has not come upon me,
Yet.
This is what drugs has done to me.
Cold,
Is the blade against my skin.
Pain,
Is what I get from it.
Forgetting,
Is what my mind is doing.
Bleeding,
the pain and hopelessness away.
Sometimes I wonder,
If death would just be easier,
Then dealing with life.
I think to myself,
What is life living for,
If there is nothing in life to live for?
Have you ever experience heartbreak, depression, self-pity? To feel like you are being swallowed by an endless black pity of hurt and sorry. A big empty pit in your chest. Nothing in the world is quite like that pain.
My thoughts and feelings.
Roxy wants a new life then the one she has. She was always the person no one really cared about. Not even her parents. Except for one person, Jake , her best, and only, friend. Roxy finally decides to run away to start a new life, but what about Jake and everything else. She doesn't really want to leave him behind, but will she? Or will they be in the world, on there own, together?
Sometimes I wonder,
If I killed myself right now,
Would you even care?
Or would you blow me off like every other person.
If I killed myself right now,
Would you come to help me?
A friend of mine once wrote of her struggles of her life with her step-mother. This got me thinking and eventually led to me writing about the emotional and physical pain that my own mother brought to me. (These are true stories by the way.)
This is a poem that I wrote during English 'cause I got bored. Its about being alone. I hope you like it...
People ask me why I do it, why I cut. I never really thought a lot about it, but I've always had an answer. For relief I would say. It makes me think about the physical pain, instead of the emotional. Of course there where other problems that went along with that. My name is Katie Harington, and this is my story of what happened to my life, when it all went to hell.
Carissa is moving out of her brother's place, but she doesn't realize she has a roommate. Carissa has a secret, she's an angel, well actually a fallen angel. She has to hide this from her roommate. Can she do it? Is it meant to be this way?
My skin is cold,
My lips are pale,
My body looks like the color has been stripped of it,
Is this what death is like?
No and yes,
Death has not come upon me,
Yet.
This is what drugs has done to me.
Cold,
Is the blade against my skin.
Pain,
Is what I get from it.
Forgetting,
Is what my mind is doing.
Bleeding,
the pain and hopelessness away.
Sometimes I wonder,
If death would just be easier,
Then dealing with life.
I think to myself,
What is life living for,
If there is nothing in life to live for?
Have you ever experience heartbreak, depression, self-pity? To feel like you are being swallowed by an endless black pity of hurt and sorry. A big empty pit in your chest. Nothing in the world is quite like that pain.
My thoughts and feelings.
Roxy wants a new life then the one she has. She was always the person no one really cared about. Not even her parents. Except for one person, Jake , her best, and only, friend. Roxy finally decides to run away to start a new life, but what about Jake and everything else. She doesn't really want to leave him behind, but will she? Or will they be in the world, on there own, together?