All my work put into poetry will be in here. this poetry has a lot of strong meaning behind it as you will find. it tells the story of life in many ways

A few poems which I made about abuse and self harm, which when I get time will grow from the one I have: The Blade

These arent the kinda poems where people are gonna find answers to their problems. These are my questions.

This is a book of some poems I've written recently. Some are about me, some are about books, and some are about something else entirely. Either way, I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )

Hopeless isn't the word for little old Alice. Finding Mark was the best part. After losing her father she is depressed. They tell her blades will help but yet that was the mirror told her. Well the things her mind said to her and blades weren't the only bad thing. Grades dropped to almost D's. She ran away one to many times. Her little faith in a new life was fading even more. Then one fateful night they took her. Lucky her she got out but then everything changes forcing her to go back. Trapped in her our war alone. Wishing she had Mark, wishing she didn't leave them behind. Wishing her father never died.