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23 December 2013 @ 03:33 am
A journey you never want to take
A place of eminse hatred
A mindset of falling off a cliff, but never hitting the ground
A thought os death and despair, only towards yourself
A diary filled with all the names you've been called
A day of the worthless you call life
A nightmare a living nightmare
A picture of what beauty should look like
A breath that never got caught because you're nothing special
A raindrop, but it's falling from your face
A simple statement:
Welcome to Depression
01 December 2013 @ 04:26 am
I can't help but feel down. I have feelings of hate.. Towards others and myself. I mean I hate myself for being so sad and letting people walk all over me. I hate others because they hate me.. I try so hard.. I just want people to like me for me.. I don't know who I am. :(
12 October 2013 @ 01:16 am
I realize I haven't posted in a couple of months... But I don't have wifi. Anyway, I've been writing poetry again. It used to be my escape route. Now it's just another thing. I want to paint to, but f some reason I just don't have the means to do it. I'm unsure now. I love life and everything, but for some reason there's something missing
25 July 2013 @ 02:22 pm
Everyone says teen years were the best years of your life. For some of us that's a good thing and for others it's a nightmare. There life's are shattered and these are "the best years". They'll make it through, but only broken and bruised. For me it was good I wouldn't exactly say the best. It started rough being teased and ridiculed then people starting helping. Then those people went away and it started back again. The hurtful glances and the sly remarks. People believe you're okay because you act it. You get good at acting after a while. It's not even hard to remind yourself to put on the fake smile. You do it in habit. But as months pass to years you realize the things that were holding you back actually built you. You're a stronger more independent person. You realize nothing can stand in your way but your thoughts. And you become a beautiful butterfly in the midst of a mystery we call life.
25 July 2013 @ 01:05 pm
Okay so as you can see I'm new. I'm not really sure where to start or what to write so I guess I'll just decide as I go along. I should probably start from the beginning. That's where everyone starts. Right? Anywho, this is just my intro. Not anything to personal. At least not yet.

To be continued....