I wrote this to represent the addictive nature of self-harm/cutting…
A simple heart.
A life to live.
So much help and talent to give.
But beneath it all,
Such pain was masked.
Hope slipped away as she tried to grasp.
Too little, too late.
No one seemed to care.
Now softly crying, she’s kneeling there.
Wrapping her arms in a crimson blanket.
Knowing with each slice,
She really hates it.
Holding the blade with trembling hands
Soon his captive she becomes.
Screaming ‘No please stop!’ she jerks away, but soon finds out she cannot run.
Not only her arm, but her heart he has.
She begs and pleads but no one hears.
The only company, this small, sharp master; the only sound, her falling tears.
Hey girls, I’m kinda new to this so this is kinda weird for me anyways…
I need help 🙁 Me and my boyfriend had sex for the first time on Jan 29th and I was supposed to get my period on the 31st, but I didn’t. So in school, I’ve been feeling tired, but around the end of the day and after almost every class. But on Feb 4th, I got my period and I have never been late. So is there a chance I might be pregnant? I don’t know.
I don’t think I am, but I just want to see what you guys (girls) might think.
There will be NEW CHALLENGES and the right PATH won’t always be easy to SPOT. We just always remember to follow our HEARTS and build on the lessons we’ve already learned. We don’t have to always be STRONG. It’s NATURAL to feel CONFUSED and AFRAID. and sometimes we have to learn to ACCEPT LIFE as it is, even with its PROBLEMS and DISAPPOINTMENTS for life is meant to be ENJOYED. c:
Today is exactly two years ago since I had my abortion and it feels like I have not made one step closer to recovering.
I spent most of the night crying, the other having nightmares… I have my sonogram in my pocket today. I want my baby close to me… I wish I could make this pain go away, but it’s hard when I don’t have any support system at home from anyone. Everyone tells me to get over it. No one sits and tries to comfort me… It’s really hard… I wish I never did what I did. Any girl considering an abortion, please think long and hard about it. If it’s right for you, then do it.
It hurts twice as much if you do it for someone else and not yourself. I can tell you that much.
Hey, I’m 17 years old and I’m 3 months pregnant.
I am afraid to tell it to my mom because she expects too much from me. I am her only daughter being raised alone. I haven’t met my dad ever since the day that I was born. I am a first-year college student in a private school and have good grades.
I am so confused if I will have an abortion though my boyfriend didn’t leave me when I told him about that.
Innocent eyes and sweet laughter, now vacant and empty
Staring into a dark void
Hot tears on my pillow
Scared to fight, Too young to understand
Cold hands everywhere, holding, touching, hurting
Rape and perversion
Blood, sweat, on my clothes
Hatred, confusion, disgust
Night after night, week after week, year after year
No longer a child, only an object
Silence, no dreams, no sleep
So many missing years
So many forgotten memories
All virtue, goodness, happiness gone
Childhood stolen, innocence murdered
Only pain and sadness remained
The child is gone, the child is dead
Nothing else remains.
