Poetry Blog by Emily
They treat me like im made out of glass. That im so fragile ready to break at any second. Yeah, I got cracks all over my body, but doesn’t mean if I take one more step that I will shatter. But the cracks somehow keep showing up and im freaking out cause I don’t want anyone to see. All I need them to think is that im strong and unbreakable. That nothing can take me down.
All I hear is you g...
Monday 16th December 2013 11:49 pm
Ive been put up on a shelf plenty of times stored away from the world ignored and all alone im not the prettiest andneatest girl in the crowd. So im not chosen until im the last one standing. They hurt me abuse me treat me like im nothing...
Monday 16th December 2013 11:31 pm
The word disgrace carved into my arm, reminding me that i dont belong. I am NOT perfect enough for anyone here all i believe is that i need to disappear. Fingers shaking, not sure what to do. I cling to my words, and to my past mistakes. I never forget the messes i make. Gun to my head, pull the trigger, just like my father.
Ive been holding onto the ledge for to long, and it seems my hand...
Monday 16th December 2013 10:24 pm
I kinda just wrote this out of no where,
but I really like it ^^
Drown the first girl straight to the bottom,
It could be worse.
You say it’s the work of god to cure the unpure,
But youre creating a war,
Yet you go and immolate another,
Innocent soul, all to please your country and your god.
You just do what youre told, even its inhumane.
They’ve ingraved i...
Friday 13th December 2013 10:42 am