ad·o·les·cence /ˌadlˈesəns/ Noun The period following the onset of puberty during which a young person develops from a child into an adult. Poetry #131 Non-Fiction #51

Familiar. Distant, but this time, closer to home. THIS BOOK HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE NIGGA FROM BALI

Poetry by a Broken Girl

This is just some poetry I'll be writing. I don't exactly know when I'll update this, just whenever I feel like writing. This poetry may mean something to you. It might speak to you or make you feel a certain way. This poetry may mean nothing to you. It's just a collection of my thoughts, not yours. It may not relate to you in any way at all. But to me, this poetry means everything. I write my feelings. I write my thoughts. To me, my poetry isn't just lines and verses. It's my mind. Sure, this may not be the best poetry. But it's a start. Also, all pictures are mine that I've taken and edited. Please don't use them! They are my property. Thank you. :) Virtual hugs to all who read this! (>^_^)>

Empowering my people

A collection of poems to stimulate mind, body, and soul.

Different poems I've wrote at different hard times in my life. These situations will be relatable to you if you've ever had a heartbreak or lost a best friend or just simply felt like you're losing everyone around you and don't know why.. Including yourself. Some may be a bit suicidal, so this is just a warning. Here's a tip on how to write poems, there's no certain way to write a poem. If you're happy, write. If you're sad, write. If you're mad, write. Even if you can't find words to put it in for a poem, write down your feelings. When your creativity shows it's peak, read what you wrote and make it into something incredible. There's no excuse why anyone can't do this. I hope everyone has an amazing life and remember, if you're thinking about committing suicide, I'm here. There's always someone. But if you really think no one cares, come to me. Or just read my poems. I really hope they help and maybe even save lives. I Love you all! I hope you enjoy.

These are all poems and small short stories written by me. The quality gets better towards the end:) ( all images are not mine and I got them off google) ........................................................................ The deep sadness that haunts your living moments, the crippling feeling of your heart breaking. The mocking taunts that ring in your ears, the chocked sobs stuck in your throat. The feeling of your anger fuelling your silent tears. You know that one? That aches? The one that you can't seem to forget? We all are well aquatinted with that pain, some better than others. But most of us hide it with a smile painted on as fake as our I'm okays. But those are the strongest people, the ones that will be the last ones laughing. Not a joyful laugh filled with humour, but a cold one, the one sends you chills. Cause we will forever be reminded it would be so easy; just the flick of the knife, a single bullet, a step too close to the edge. But we keep living until the pain gets too much and ache consumes you, and then you know what true hell is like. Not living because you have to but because you don't want to give the ones you love that ache, that pain. ........................................................................