Theres sweat on your shirt, and tears in your eyes. your throat is tight from screaming and trying not to cry.

~strong on the outside crushed on the inside~

People are born free
and everywhere they are in chains
---Jacques Rousseau---

Its hard to answer the question "whats wrong" when nothings right

Let the rain fall down and wash away my tears, let it fill my soul and drown away my fears

from my poem 'now is the time'

Tears flow silently down her cheek
she knows not of peaceful sleep
walking on through the dark
colours die as she makes her mark.

Pain hidden behind false smiles

Sticks and stones
Are hard on bones
Aimed with angry art.
Words can sting,
Like anything,
But silence breaks the heart

The curse of life is inevitable
it will always win no matter what
theres nothing you can do to save yourself
your going to die full stop.

*from my poem The curse of life*

Just a girl with depression,
Pain and aggression,
Totally blank expression,
Unhealthy obsession,
Knife in possession,
Won’t leave an impression...