Let’s be honest, being a kid sucks. Grownups think their lives are hard because of bills, work, and all of the other responsibilities I hear them complain about. What about kids? What about our young impressionable minds? We’re constantly subjected to criticism on a daily basis. Most decisions are made for us despite being capable of making them ourselves. We couldn’t just run to Best Buy and buy ...
All I could do was stand there and watch it burn. His house and every last thing he owned was engulfed in flames. That piece of shit deserved it. I did everything I could to bring out the good in him and kill the monster, but I could have gotten myself killed. I’m still not sure how I’m not dead already. I almost died a few times.
The longer I stood there the more anxious I was. His house was bu...
Surrounded by darkness,
darkness clouds my mind.
Mind if I sit for a while,
while I clear my head?
Head to toe I am numb,
numb from this life.
Life has been tiring,
tiring physically and emotionally.
Emotionally exhausted from the hatred,
hatred created in me by him.
Him being the stepfather,
stepfather from Hell.
Hell is where you should go,
go home, go back down there.
There you can forever s...
Every day seems the same. This daily ritual drains me. There is no excitement just an endless loop, a glitch in the matrix. How does one go about their entire life this way?
The monotony is maddening. Spending so much time with people you can’t stand being around. Sometimes the idea of living deep in the woods is intoxicating, no neighbors, no internet, and no bullshit co-workers.
Maybe it wou...
We sought every possible option. He was sick and we tried everything the vet suggested. It was difficult to consider this option. He couldn’t speak for himself and tell us what he felt. We had to put him down.
I only hope he knew how much we loved him. We cared for him deeply—he was family. I hope he enjoyed his last few days with us. We held him, despite not wanting to be held, and we brushed hi...
Time stood still,
an innocent child in hell.
Blow after blow,
she screamed and cried.
His eyes were filled with rage,
his hands around her neck
letting go when she turned.
The girl broken on the ground,
fighting to calm herself.
She stood, beaten and scared.
As he slowly faded into the corner,
she swung the door to run
but she never got away....
Under the shadow of life I sit
watching Mother Earth in all her glory.
I’ve never lived a day so joyous as this
to witness the beauty of her story.
The way they flutter in the light
is heavenly and graceful.
All of the intoxicating aromas
traveling with the wind.
Their petals are delicate and bright,
towards the sun they bend.
As I enjoy the wonders of the day,
she gently consumes my sight.
I kn...
