Posts
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Today
Today I've walked around school in a haze
I don't know what to do
How to feel
I don't understand
How he won again
I don't think I want to understand
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Halloween
I miss Halloween
Not because it changed
But I did
I miss going with my parents and my brother
And stuffing my face with candy
I miss meticulously planning out a costume
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The Season of Death
Death reaches his hands
Shrivels leaves
Rips them up
Soon the ghosts and ghouls will scream
They've waited all year for Halloween
But this death is not a scary thought
In fact it's comforting
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My love lies in the chilly air
I’ve always loved the autumn
Costumes and candy on halloween
Turkey and family on thanksgiving
Bright colors and cute clothes
The season gave me joy,
But as i grew up it gave peace
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To the little girl with big dreams
I wish the sun always shone
But never burned your skin
And that when it is snowing
The cold never nips
I wish all your tears were happy
And you never knew grief
But I know none of this is true
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Moderation
To live is to die
To laugh is to know what it feels like to cry
To try is to fail
To have friends is to have enemies as well
The good does not stand alone
But neither does bad
There is no ying without yang
Loves
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Title undecided
I just need a paper and some pencils.
Maybe some pillows.
And a cozy light. -
Writing With A Knife
I write with a knife
It cuts into my heart
Spilling it onto the paper
My emotions
My thoughts
Painted with blood
Once I start
There is no stopping
I bleed
Begging for someone
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Gaslighting in the Medical System: The Darkside of Mental Health Awareness
I am eight. I sit across from my mom in my pediatrician’s office on the paper-covered table. The paper is crinkled and uncomfortable. My mother’s head is cupped in her hands as the pediatrician leaves the room.
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Why I hate school :)
I have this teacher...
This teacher is rude and sexist
They get mad if you don't know the answer to something that they haven't explained yet...
They never get mad at certain students, they have favorites...
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Tomorrow
I wish that I would sit at home,
A lovely book in hand,
And look upon the struggling,
I had once been so damned.
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bookish girl
A book lover who reads by flashlight and dreams of living in a cottage by the sea,
and running a bookstore with tinted windows and plants spilling down shelves,