she fell for a guy, he broke her heart

she should’ve known better from the start

she gave it her all, but for him it was a game

in the end, his lies broke her all the same

it just felt so real, so different, so good

she didn’t know love, and wanted to see if she could

but he didn’t feel the same, that much she knows now

he’s a jerk, a meanie, a big, fat cow

why lie and say he cares when it wasn’t ...

I often try to put gaps between my words that I write about you

I try to not show an overwhelming amount of my grief

Because honestly

There’s a tunnel of Grief inside me that goes far too deep

When I don’t want to share you with the world

Keep you for myself

I share about my other struggles

Which is okay

Those are important too

But then the need to share my grief

My need to share you

...

The ability for change , isn’t just a thought that can be bought . Maybe you fought to be taught the lesson at hand the one that caused you to stand . A vision is essential a great descion a goal to create control to seek higher potential . A way to dream to redeem my self esteem to find a boost to leave the roost . But you gotta be the action ,To create a reaction . Be the change ; fight for a wa...

Life sucks

It probably always will

But when it beats you down

Get back up

‘Cause no one’s gonna help

In the end, you’ll eventually see

That’s all you need to learn...

It’s been maybe two weeks since the crash and still Tommy asks me questions. The doctor said I had a minor concussion, but I’d be find after a few days. I got lucky, really, really lucky.

“You remember your name?” Tommy takes a sip of his orange juice, staring at me from the other side of the counter.

I nod, wanting so much to run to the front door behind me and escape. “I think it’s . . . Dam...

I wish I could go back

Tell her what she didn’t know yet.

She’d probably ask me if I married that guy,

Or maybe she’d ask me if at last I’m fine.

I would shake my head and tell her no,

And there’s a thing or two she must know.

She’d probably look at me concerned or confused.

I mean, if you were six, what else would you do?

I’d tell her the truth,

Things will go wrong,

But don’t worry,

It’s oka...

Her cold hands slowly going down my body

My heart racing as I pleaded with her to just stop

Reassuring me with a bright smile that we were just playing a game

I caved in and gave up with my own little pity party

After the fact I wanted to scrub all my skin off

But that wouldn’t be the last time now would it?

Each time I felt my identity leaving me

Who was I?

What was my purpose in life?

I ...

Once there was a girl;

This girl had a Dad who didn’t have much money. But he tried and he tried. He worked cutting grass and painting for people. He’d had a stroke a few years back, no one would let him work.

She had a Mom that was never there- there, but a zombie. Passed out on the couch, cigarette in her drooping hand, mouth slack from the drugs while the little girl’s Dad did his best to kee...

he was the first guy—the very first guy,

that saw who she truly was.

you could say it was a curse,

but his acceptance was a blessing.

she tried living up to expectations,

but they weren’t his.

because he had none,

and sometimes that was good.

there were times where she’d go off,

and he’d sit and accept it all.

eventually, he started retaliating,

and her anger grew like a hurricane.

then he found s...

In the darkness of her past, she found her strength,

A survivor, against all odds, she went to any length.

Through the shadows of abuse, she fought her way,

Emerging from the wreckage, stronger every day.

Stripped of her essence, but not her spirit or soul,

She learned to trust her instincts when love took its toll.

With scars as reminders, she vowed never to forget,

The lessons learned through p...