They talk to me every night before bed...

It's not my fault. I mean, I never asked for any of this. I can't help that it's in my genes. I can't help that I'm fat.

what a mess

What you are about to read is the true life story of a young girl who at the age of 15 was thrown into the world of violence and abuse. The names and locations have been changed for the courtesy of providing privacy.

Some die Some starve Some cry Most cut And they will be missed Some are alone Some are lost in a crowd Some yell out and moan Most do not voice their troubles aloud And they will be missed #1 Poetry #2 Random

Sadness is reality of every day. I was asked what inspired me to write this- My answer is some bad days and empathy, for I know I am not alone in this, and neither are you.

~ poems and quotes about love, self-harm, getting hurt, and depression ~