14 years old is not very old.

14 years old is not old enough

To be shooting up a school

To be killing 4 human beings

To be in jail

14 years old is not very old.

And yet

When I see the news

There was another school shooting

And the culprit was a child.

What is this cruelty that we’ve been taught

As students in schools

And children in homes

Homes that should be teaching kindness

What does this ...

(Draft #17, thx Rose Bud for suggesting this to me.)

14 years old

Is not very old.

Most people just started high school

And some are still in eighth grade.

14 years of age

Still makes you a child.

And yet-

And yet…

Yesterday I saw a post

Online

Of a girl.

She was grinning like the happiest person on earth.

The description went something like,

‘My daughter never ceases to amaze me.’

My parent...

One and then the other

You take one

you take another

You skip one

You skip two

Is this really what I have to do?

To be loved

To be worthy

It’s quite absurd****

****

**Does a lack of me equal worth?**

Deceit is your sustenance now

Are you convincing them or yourself?

You need some help

It tells me

You’re not enough

Thats too much

Please just hurry up

It’s a cycle

A never ending wheel

You’...

When the medicine,

Was as sweet as sugar.

We had just lost her,

And hell had to be seen.

Eyes closed and head bowed,

Feeding each other sadness.

Adding to our heart’s stress,

All happiness shadowed.

Trying to feel human,

But coming up short.

Agony holding court,

And I am not part of this Ken.

Not walking apart,

But always hurting.

Changed from a king,

To off the chart.

..,

Love you R

…

🖤...

Can you feel it?

Can you feel the tears streaming down my face as my head is on your shoulders

Can you feel my whole body tensing up

Can you feel my hands starting to sweat underneath the comfort of your palm

Can you feel my breaths getting faster and faster

Can you feel it?

Can you feel how hard I’m trying to not cry?

I feel like it’s obvious

I can imagine the whole room can hear my hear...

I haven’t grown since I was in sixth grade.

I thought I had,

I wanted to believe that,

But if anything,

I’m worse off,

Or just unchanged.

I forget every now and then,

Because I guess egotistical is my natural state,

But every now and then someone reminds me,

That I’m doing something wrong,

That I haven’t changed.

So I will change.

I will put on a new face just as I have done before,

Because I gue...

One year today, since we got eachother.

Your words, a lifeline to my heart.

But things went wrong, and you slipped away.

I hold onto memories, fragments of our love.

Each message, a bittersweet echo.

I miss your presence, your laughter.

Now, I’m lost, adrift without you.

Every day, I wish, for your return.

Take care, my love, you are my heart.

Come back, I’m incomplete without you....

I remember being in sixth grade, hearing that some girl named Hallie thought I was annoying.

Said I talked about mental health too much.

I can’t say I know why I did it.

I was anxious back then,

But it would still be another few months before I had my first break.

And after that first break,

I still talked a bit about it.

Not as much though.

Maybe I just wanted it to feel more normal.

And then th...

I wept

I died some

heart ripped and shredded

eyes hollow and wet.

More than I could bare

I wept

I died some

I disappeared my soul

I was no more and vanished

Goodbye Bitch was all he uttered...

you cry

from the heat

it's torturous

the blazing hot sun

what's the point

if you're dying

hair is dry

skin is burnt to a crisp

it's sorrowful

that it has to end this way

you know it's the best thing

to die rather than live

in this desert heat

for it's killing you

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