The day I was locked up. I was taunted and laughed at. The only
thing familar is feelings of hate and envy. As I cower and hide. They
left the door open, saying I could come out if i tried. But everyday I
never look at myself and smile, all I see is what shouldn't be there
and the way I wish I could be. The first day I was locked up. Everyone
didn' ( Read more... )

Two wishes,
I already used the third,
I wish...I never had to wish.

The Bang,
The Pang,
The smoked gun.
But I choked.

Blind in the light,
tripping in the night,
Were we ever meant to have sight?

A kiss gone too far
"love" too near
a push too wrong
Something never right
Hide our shame in fright.

I spot you with friends
They are no friends of mine
I must speak my ( Read more... )

This is another entry from old journal of mine.

Such a beautiful girl
held at mourning
protection gates have fallen
Dear little girl
crying in her slumber
the door is locked
the birds sing so far away
Sad little girl
hear the sisters scream
her happiness only in dreams
mother is not here
Frightened little girl
jealousy and rage
flutes squealing painfully
pretty ( Read more... )

This is such an old journal I found!!! Anyways, a few stories are in it.

Media's camera flashing
Blinding the truth
Tears of rumors
burn a hole right through faces
Magazine pages turn
insults dripping on the sloppy content
Paragraphs on how to love
Paragraphs on what love is
not one written without a smirk
without a teen wishing their life away
dreams of red ( Read more... )

All my dreams when I was little. When I was awake are faded into the
televison. When you can't write anymore, letters have stopped from the
war. There is a war here and inside me. The war of what was written
and what the dancer says. Come and call me sweet cocain and sweep away
the reality. The dancer is so happy, saying what she wants. All the
( Read more... )

When I saw you dragged away. My goal was clear. To take you and use ( Read more... )

If only there was something I could do. To help this life, of waiting ( Read more... )

When the first rabbit was born, it was night time. And it was
abandoned. Nothing but itself to rely on, and only it's own thoughts
to be thought about. But the rabbit didn't know anything but the
glowing majesty of the moon. The rabbit fell in love with the fair
glow of the far away queen. On it's flat feet it hopped high and
flipped and spun ( Read more... )

Stuck inside a little box that is never shut.
If they turn the key,
I'm forced to dance to melodies. When I'm done I sit alone, handed
down from greedy fingers to younger fingers. They all marvel at my
beauty, my craft. I don't wish to dance, but when the music starts I'm
shoved off, into a hypnotizing spin. I find hope in the small plinks,
the ( Read more... )

The window was sealed shut. The door wasn't as tight. I didn't feel
the wind when I was walking outside, though past the curtains it whips
around and lashes in a dance of painful howling. I wish I could hug
the wind and make it calm and the sun to shine but it never does.
Clouds are the wind's calm friend only to lead it on it's leash. I
wish I ( Read more... )