A museum with so many doors, so many halls, so many windows, only holds one piece.
Apparently this one piece deserves this whole building. I can’t think of anything that would be worthy of all this, but everyone says it’s worth seeing. So I’m here.
The second I walk in amazement comes over me just from the sight of the museum itself.
I have yet to see the piece that is showcased. But there’s me...
If I lived my life without you
I would’ve never grown
Because if you hadn’t been there
I would have taken my own
Life without you
Wouldn’t exist
I was on the verge of dying
When you saved me with a kiss
It didn’t mean much to you
But it made all the difference
For if you had not came that day
My life would end in violence
Life without you
Wouldn’t be life
Because life with you
Made me drop th...
Who is to blame?
I've never seen that side of him
I can't look at him the same
I don't know who he is anymore
If you ask me
She deserved it
I just wish the twins
Weren't there to witness it
I feel nothing but fear
For me, my sister, my mom
but then, the fear vanishes
nothing but anger for HIM
I won't leave the room
All we heard was her scream
He immediately left
but I already know what is seen
...
They cause so many problems, but they are also useful in a way. Depending on what you use it for, it can hurt to the point where it could kill. Or it could help you eat food. They are in every single house. Sometimes I feel bad about myself. But they help me through it, they help me feel the pain I deserve. It’s that time of day now. My parents aren’t home. Im all alone, it’s time for them to help...
Boom
Too loud
Boom
When will it end
Boom
Look out the window
Boom
Colors in the sky
Boom
The stars shine bright
Boom
But now the stars are red
Boom
Blue stars
Boom
Green stars
Boom
Rainbow sky
Boom
Rainbow stars
Boom
Stars have never been colored before
Boom
Red, blue, purple, green, and yellow
Boom
Colored stars
Boom
Colorful stars...
*September 01
Dear Diary,
You won’t believe what happened to me today! He kissed me! AHH! Holy shit! Holy shit! He actually kissed me! I can’t believe it! But here’s the other thing, my best friend Bianca, she likes him. Good thing nobody knows though. I’m planning on telling her but I’m not sure when. See you tomorrow!*
*September, 02
Dear Diary,
She knows. She found out. One of the boys told ...
I know the main thing about Christmas is getting presents, and there were definitely some things that I wanted. And I got those things. But they don’t mean anything, not to me. The most expensive gift, or the cheapest. None of it really matters to me. All I really wanted for Christmas. Was to be appreciated, maybe even loved. Told that I mattered. Told that I wasn’t constantly being replaced. That...
I swing right at her head. I miss. I swims at her knees. I miss. I can’t hit her! Whatever I try it’s like she knows exactly what I’m going to do. But that’s impossible because I don’t even know what I’m going to do next. The one fight I don’t have a plan for she knows everything and every move I do. How is this possible. Unless she studied the book I gave her last night. But I doubt she did, it’s...
"Caroline" is written big on the front page. I look through the pages and there's a new poem on every page. About half way through the book the poems stop. But the pages aren't empty. They have turned into red splatters, they almost look like. . . blood. I continue turning the pages, yet the splatters won't end. I finally reached the last page, but it isn't just a splatter of blood, or just a poem...
