I Remember
~ Emily

I remember when daddy promised
Not to hurt me,
I remember when daddy touched me,
I remember when I turned to cutting for relief,
So I didn't have to remember the nightmares
I endured evey night,
I remember when cutting became something I had to do,
I remember when my family went against me
Because my coping skills were different from theirs,
I remember when I almost killed myself when I slit my throat,
But somehow I survived,
And I remember when I just couldn't stop myself from putting that razor down.

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Rose Hurt Herself Again
~ Valerie

The blood drops are her tears
Unleashing all her fears
Her eyes can cry no more
She cannnot cry anymore
So what she does is draw
Her pale skin is her paper
So fragile, so easy to tear
 She uses a handy old knife
It brings her drawings to life
 It's a beautiful work of art
And it is right from the start
She is just a lost child
Diguised as a rose
Her pale smooth skin, a rose's petals
Her hate for herself and knife in hand, a rose's thorns used against herself
Inside she's filled with hate, with pain, with no understanding to anything
This hate for herself for everything around her
 It causes her to hold a knife
She just wants to take her life
But she's too scared,she's filled with sorrow
Her beautiful pale pink petals,
they begin to take another color
 the start taking a red color
This new color it's vivid and full of life
But when the red fountain dies out
She's beautiful no longer
When the ruby fountain is gone
 She's left with scars
She made herself look ugly
 But yet it doesn't matter, she always thought she was
That is what they told her
She didn't know they lied she didnt know she really was beautiful once
But know she'll never know
For if you were to tell her,she'd know it was a lie
Because she looks at her reflection and only sees the scars
She did it out of pain, she did it out of anger
But this has made her realize that even though she wasnt the best rose out there
She never had to hide
From pink petals to charred up brown petals and finally to scars all over
And now she hides

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It will go on
~ Kayla

GOD the uncertainty of it all is killing me.

I just want to know what is going on and feel like I at least have a little control on what's going on in my life.

This uncertainty has got to go, I can't take it anymore, it's got such a grip on me it's making it hard to breathe, harder and harder to just get through the day.

This has got to end.

Whether the results be good or bad everything has got to come to a stop.

This feeling of spiraling downward out of control is overwhelming and I can't take it anymore, I just want to scream NO MORE!!

I only know one thing that will make it stop, but in the end I know that will get me nowhere, I'll just have to live through it again and I cannot and I will not.

I'm glad this is my last time around; deep down I know it is, but this one is killing me.

Why do I have to learn this lesson this time, why did I choose this destiny for myself?

WHY?

WHY?

WHY?

So many questions and the answers seem almost unattainable.

Answers that are too far or paths that are too frightening to go down to get the answers I seek.

I want out of this miserableness.

I seek the comfortable numbness that will ease all of these feelings, but the numbness only delays my thoughts for a short time.

They soon return and I am once again forced to look at everything from every angle to try and sort out a fuzzy distorted picture that then must be decoded before I know what my destiny will be.

All this for what?

What is the purpose of this miserableness?

I will not know till the end of everything and then, I wonder, will all of this miserableness have been worth it.

Will it all turn out ok in the end?

It must, for I am the one that created all this, it must turn out for the better.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, however you may take it, there is only one way to find out, and that is to keep fighting this feeling and to keep fighting to find the right
path to lead me to all the answers.

Oh this life, why must it be so complex?

I only hope that everything turns out.

In the meantime, I will keep fighting my desire for the few short moments of numbness, no matter how brief.

They release me and let me feel free.

I will mix those feelings with the feeling of longing to get to the end of this as quickly as possible, to end this miserable life and know the answers to my endless list of
questions.

My life will go on, no matter how miserable I am, no matter how many times I make myself numb for those few brief, yet so precious, moments, no matter how many times I question myself and how many times I just want it all to end.

It will go on.

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Pain
~Kelly

 Scaring my life,
 with my unhappiness,
 can't cope with all the pain
 staring at my bleeding arm,
 blooding dripping to the floor
 like heavy rain,
 I stand in front of the mirror,
 i feel disappointed
 of the person that i see,
 i sit down on the floor,
 in the dark corner of my room
 I think about my happy days,
 and pray they return soon
 

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