abortionShe was scared of what the doctor would say.The pain she felt just wouldnt go away.Each morning she wokeShe started to chokeShe just wanted to die.The doctor just smiledand patted her thighHe took off his glovesAnd said the tests resultsShould be here any time.She paced and pacedaround the roomHating the truth.The nurse called her backand laughed and said congratesYour pregnet my hearThe words she didnt want to heara tear streamed down her faceShe ran from that place.The angel girl had been raped.She didnt understandShe didnt know what to doShe hated her selffor what she knewshe had to do.She called up the clinicHer apointments at threeShe killed the baby beforeit even had a change to breath.She buryed her daughterIn a white little dress.She wept as her daughterwas layed to rest.She feel to her kneesShe didnt even try to plead.She killed the child.She had no choice.
deathShe ran and ran as fast as she couldbreaths coming out in pants.She trid to scream,she tripped and fell.death extended his hand andsaid it's time to go to hell.but "why me?" she tried to pleadDeath looked her in the eyeand said "it was not your time to die"She killed her self with a knifeand now she had to pay the price.The angels wept and her fateThere was nothing they could change.She hung her headshe understood.She took his hand.Down to hell she wentjust like he planned
AbuseGoodbye foreverA twisted fateEvery one saw her hurtevery one saw her pain.They struck her faceto put her in her placeA broken wrista black.She whimperd as they kicked her againSo much pain she saw red.No tears would help her,her voice no one heard.she did not deserve to be hit.She did not deserve to be burned.
homeI'm not afraid of the pastI know it will never change.All the smiles and the memorysall of that stays in place.With the pastI can rememberand laugh.But that was then.In the past.The present dayis filled with worry and decayNever knowing what comes nextIf it will be sunshine or rainNot knowingif things will go wellor if it causes painHow I wish to know.To have some onewho understandsand a loving hand to holdBut all I haveare useless tearsand hearts that are so cold.
angels and demons chapter twoFrank walked down the road. It was dark and He could not find a place to rest his head. He let out a big sigh and hung his head. "I guess that I will be sleeping outside again" The last thing frank remembers was a white hot pain shooting through his head then he fell softly into blackness.Gerard watched the sleeping little falling angel with a look of wonder in his eyes. Gerard didn't understand why he had hit the shorter boy or why he had picked him up tenderly like a mother would to a new born but the next thing he knew he had walked back to his house. He set the ex-angel down on his bed and for some reason had the strong urge to kiss the sleeping boys head. He turned around with a huff. Something was wrong. He didn't even know him. So what if he had been kind to him in the ally way. For all Gerard knew the sleeping ex-angel could have been sent by Bert to drag him back to that hell hole. A shiver ran down his spine just at the thought of Bert. Bert,
convo with tylerconverstaion with my girlfriend her- Gahh! I was talking about drugs not sex! Me- but drugs can lead to sex her- depending on what they are weed yes, lsd no, alchoal yes, dph no. me- Roofies lead to sex ^_^ her- i love you.
shhhh don't telli just need to tell you how i feel, im crying because i miss you so much i wish i could be holding you in my arms again, i love you so fucking much i fell for you so hard that i can never fall out of love and i cant imagine why i would ever want to, your so gorgeous, sweet, funny, amazing, adorable and cute as hell, smart, perfect, trustworthy, and my love. i made a mistake by not dating you in the first place. i never ever ever want to lose you, because i cant live with out you and you help me make it through every hardship i have and that we both have. you give me hope, you give me love, you give me happiness. i want to be by your side forever no matter what. i love your eyes i love you smile i lov e your hair i love your body i love your smell i love your lips i love how unique you are and i know that ill never ever find another girl like you and i cant let you go. your my baby girl and my eternal love. ♥..
Melodybelieve in the melodys the words you can't speak of in this life. Listen to the lyrics that haunt you in the dead on night. Hum along with me while I lull you to sleep. Close your eyes and give me your batterd heart to keep
My story part oneMy name is Catherin crystabell sabrina leeann lynn Many of you know me as sabrinaleeful.I am fifteen years old and this is my story. Since this is the begining I might as well start at where my life began. I was born in lancester general hospital, I weighed Four pounds and eight ounces. I was in a critical state being born both in extreme jondus (I don't know how to spell it but basicly my organs where underdeveloped) And I was born with a hole in my heart. Technicly I was never really born because the definition of birth is the child has a heart beat and is breathing when it comes out of its mother. I was not. I was dead when I came out having "died" when I was inside her. The doctors where able to get me beating again and I was wisked away for surgery and needed medical care. After they fixed my heart I had to be put into this box that shoned special light on me. That continuted for two years. Once my apgar was normal I was allowed to go home. Naterally I don't remember any of this
Stripping MeYou may take what you want from me,Be it my pride or dignity.You may throw insults at me,And burn the shredded pieces of my sanity.You may belittle me, as much as you want,If only to make your meager life worth living.---But even if you do all that...---No one will protect you when I pull you into the dark.No one will try to search for you, as my leather ropes tie you down.No one will hear your screams as metallic screws drive into your face,Etching an eternal smile, since you'll never leave this place..."Now then, my dear sweet James, shall we play our favourite game?"
I'd Rather Be DeadYou're always asking me if I had anything worth dying for.I'll pose the opposite to you and ask you this:"Why is it that you find life to be worth living?"Is it so interesting to go through each day feeling anxious?To the point that you feel nauseated enough to collapse.Is it so joyous to spend each night staring at a blank ceiling,Hearing the clock tick on toward morning,And yet you lie awake.Tired, but awake, emotionless, but awake...Do you truly get up each day, facing it with optimism.Or do you look at the news and the state of the world,And genuinely fear for your safety?Now, if you were me that you had asked my dear,I'd tell you quite honestly: That I'd rather be dead.At least I would not have to hear the white lie inside my head.That tomorrow will bring me a 'better' day...But of course, you are welcome to believe that.
You are someone's reason to liveShe had skin like a cactus-believing shecould only hurtanyone who gottoo close,forgetting thatinside,she held whatpeople neededmost.
collisionsi.it is dark, unfamiliar,but your fingers seek out his,and you know thenthat you are at homein his harmonyeven if justfor now.ii.hold him;he's incendiary, sure.a veritable (volatile)molotov cocktail ofnot-okaywatch as he emerges,ashen-limbed from a cocoon of youto entwine with the threadsthat hold you sane.iii.smoldering indolentcoal-flicker eyelidswant nothing more thanto hiss and steam;than to coolin your stillnessiv.redolent of broken-record risk-taking chances untilthere's nothing leftbut scratches and glitches in the wordworki mean woodwork,i mean, skin.but oh god, he loves youjust like this,like that,this way.v.this is a choice:you may destroy him,extinguish his flamesand half-bury him inthe ashy remnantsof his own conflagration but it's an impotent powerthat is granted, not taken.
i'd haunt you if you'd like.my hands are paralyzed and you're waiting for me to touch your face,but that doesn't really matter because i'd rather touch your souland if you close your eyes long enough i'll read you poetry as we lay atop the monkeybarsin this old and rusted parkyou can pretend to know the constellations and point them out to me and i'll tell you they're all beautiful, but nothing compared to youif i'm lucky you'll blush and laugh at me,tell me i say the dumbest things but deep down it'll register in your soul just how much i love youand i know they say you can only save yourself, but darling i swear if you'll just have the slightest bit of faith i'll save the fuck out of you or i'll destroy myself trying,because i honestly can't think of any other purpose for my lifeor what smidge of it i've been able to hold on to.
Hopeful HeartThe sky is pitch blackAnd so is my heartAfter all the painI went throughAfter all the effortFor a lost causeSo I look upLooking for a starA ray of lightTo guide me awayAway from this darkness inside my heart
no diffrent.I love you I love you too baby.I want to marry you. Then do it, make me yours.It won't be easy. Thats why they call it loveyour adorible Your perfect.