Writing Prompt

Hurt people will hurt people

And everyone is hurt

They may not mean it

They may not notice

But they’ll tear you down

It’s better to be alone

Because when everyone’s hurt

Who’s left to trust...

Whos left to trust

When the world burns around me

And everyone stops and stares

Who is left to trust

When no one pays attention

As you pray and ask for forgiveness

Who is left to to trust

When you just keep getting hurt

And no one sees the scars

Who is left to trust

When no one sees the signs

Of your rapid decline

Who is left to trust

When everything feels so empty

And impossible to fill

_...

You’re young, I get it.

You’re welcoming, I don’t.

You open up your arms,

Everyone cozying into your soul and skin,

Leaving a mark as dark as their intentions.

It’s a risk,

It’s a chance,

But it’s a choice.

So open up more,

Eventually those legs will too.

Your heart stepped on and stepped on,

But who cares?

You decided to.

My question is,

When you still have those arms o...

_If my body turned cold today, would you miss me tomorrow? When you see my cold face and my pale skin would you regret everything you never said? Would you regret everything you ever did to me? Every touch. Every word. Every second spent on those Tuesday nights. Would you want it all back? I want to get into your head like you did mine. I want to walk those twisted roads in your brain. I want to k...

When all goes to shit

When everything’s alright

Through thick and thin

Back me up in a fight

All it took was a boy

To tear that apart

Generation by generation

My grandma and my mom

Girl against girl is how we lose, don’t you see?

My trauma, baby, was from my dad and a boy

Why did you add to it too?

Why not find someone new?

Who’s deserving of what you did to us?

Who’s left to trust?...

It started with family

It began with friends

Born was a cycle

That will never end

Too hurt to cry

Body be numb

How else will they love

Unless I am dumb

Be blonde and brunette

600 calories a day

Maybe if I was skinny

They would like me more that way

Kiss too many to count

Let so many in

Make my lock easy to pick

Easily stabbed like a pin

Claw without a scratch

Draw blood but do...

The first to break my heart was my mother.

A mother is meant to soothe and hold you

Not to glare and scold you.

She is meant to love you through it all.

Not to tell you that it’s your fault.

And when you confide in her, she’s meant to believe you.

What she’s never supposed to do is leave you.

Yes my mother was the first to let me down, the first to break my heart.

And if you can’t trust...

Had a best friend.

Been a long time since we spoke.

If she wants to talk,

She can leave a message at the tone.

Fake friends and self centred bitches,

Bullies and brats,

Never knew so many people were rats.

Everyone leaves.

Why would they stay?

All they want is to get their way.

So many liers making my doors shut.

So many fakes making walls go up.

Who’s actually there for me?

Who’s left to ...

There’s a saying,

If you were in a room,

With everyone you’ve ever known,

Would anyone pick you?

Would anyone look specially for you?

Would anyone want to find you?

Want to stand by your side,

And say I pick her?

When I can’t sleep,

And the ceiling is the only thing I can see,

I think about that,

And I wonder would anyone pick me?

And I don’t think they would.

I go through all the candidates,

And...

Whos left to trust. I dont know at this point,

I cant trust nobody not even myself. The worlds too harsh to trust anyone so I give up....