((Tw! Abuser’s side of abuse! Manipulation! Proceed with caution!!))

Estia, Estia, Estia, a name of pure pain.

Pity, pity, pity, something she does not gain.

Sorrow, sorrow, sorrow, is all that she brings.

It’s not my fault, her heart will sing.

Parents, parents, parents, which shown no love.

How, how, how, was she to shove.

Her heart, her heart, her heart, into his hands.

When he had oth...

As the night rushed over the land like a blanket,

She looked over the horizon

The stars broke out into the night, little clusters of hope

They ask if she wants to play, all she says is nope

When the girls ran, playing tag in the sun

She was in her bed dreaming of the one

When they pulled their covers

And she looks over the horizon

They sing and sing as she dreams,

Dreams of hope

Her nightmares ...

A passion of love is wasted on him

Since all he has ever done is stare through her

Like she is transparent, invisible to his eyes

And her wish is for him to look at her

In those blue eyes telling her that he loves her too

But she doesn’t know that he hardly knows her name

Though she yearns to hear it part from his lips

A soft sweet spoken voice saying Leah

You are the only girl I want in this worl...

Elora had just walked out of the armory after checking each direction to make sure the halls were cleared, she was wearing her training leathers and her hair was in a braid that rested on her shoulder.

As she walked to halls being careful not to get caught, she rounded the corner to her room, the blood drained from her face as her mother stood in the hall with arms crossed and a look that told El...

Pessimistic serenity, another recess to my own.

A burgundy table, a coffee stained note.

A space for two, but only silence kept me company.

Smoke rose from untouched lips, a bitter black taste filled the void.

A quiet burn muffled sustained thoughts, but even smoke fades when alone.

She had answers to most, yet not every soul is meant to intertwine, some are born to walk parallel.

That was the onl...

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

...

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...