

Don't Expect a Happy EndingWhen she was little, she was fascinated by the stars. The tiny pinpricks of light in her night sky inspired an awe that only one untouched by knowledge of their own insignificance can feel. She wondered if they were sharp like the corners of furniture in her house; if they were waxy like the crayons given to her as a bribe when her parents were fighting; if they would make her ache like she did when her daddy packed his bags to leave. Her tiny 3 year old body yearned to be able to hold one of these little wonders; to assemble them into a necklace that would make her shine like one of the princesses she watchedDon't Expect a Happy Ending


Gone Againevery time i think You might have come back--- You might care again.... YouGone Again
v a n i s h
do You know how much that hurts? i'm left sitting, empty and unable to let my mind leave You my heart has long been in Your hands (wanted or not)
You've left me so many times and yet
every time is a surprise; a new wound to be added to my previously inflicted ones. i'm covered in cuts and bruises from Your absences


SuicideThe day you left was the day I killed myself. Not in the stereotypical way;Suicide
I didn't jump, drown, take pills, etc. Instead of killing my body, I killed my personality. Determined not to be what you so obviously didn't want, I picked all the qualities I thought were my flaws, and I killed them quietly.
I killed them one by one, slowly, so people wouldn't notice the absence. And all the while I justified it to myself by saying I was better, stronger,
Happier...
And only once they were all dead did I fully grasp my actions: That I'm not here anymore. And that my "f


Musical EpiphanyI had an epiphany today. I was playing the piano and I was stuck on a song (his song). I had been working on the song for months, but matter how often or how hard I practiced the song was not progressing. So I sat down expecting another fruitless attempt at improvement, but instead the song was perfect.Musical Epiphany
Every note was executed without error; the dynamics and rhythms had never been played with such precision. And as the sound expanded to its potential magnificence my heart was filled with unadulterated joy. My confidence grew, and with that the meaning of the


Caughtshe sits somewhere between the tears the laughter and the hope somewhere all alone wishing for pain for some feeling at allCaught
for the numbness that
touches her trough her bones shes frightened waiting in the light but the light isn't safe just makes it so you cant see
the monsters she never wanted to acknowledge but she can still feel them tearing away at her mind
felling less of a person waiting for the never ending rain to let up for touch to mean something for the meaningless to mean anything
caught s


Silent ButterflyMy lips are shut, my heart has sealed, My soul is lost, I can not feel The happiness that flowers give, The flutter of a butterfly's wing beatSilent Butterfly
Oh, what happened to my heart? It's crying out in my deep sorrow. It moans to the people who just don't understand. If only they would listen, Just a tiny, little fragment, Then maybe I could feel the butterfly's wing beat
The people who pass me every day, Cant take the hint, dont comprehend Unspoken words inside my head Before I close my eyes and never turn back.
Oh what happened to my
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pain is inevitable, suffering is optional.
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falling hurts less if you have people to catch you
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click here
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Brittney Rench.
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[O.o] - Night Owl - to never want to be awake, functioning,
/)__) or alive while the sun reigns.
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And I believe that it will last forever.
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blissfully lost,
always
in the blue
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