I cried. I cried because every word they had said was a piece of me ripped off. I cried because I believed them and in all those flaws. I cried because their insults were needles in my skin. I cried because it hurt.
In the dark, Out the window, Across the fields, Down the street, Beside the lamp, Under the bushes, I was, stained of dirt Digging rigorously Breathing heavily Burying my feelings Under a layer of smiles And hugs A layer of kind words And hands.
“Brianna Bells, age 15, freshman at Carter High.” I nodded. That was me. That was already a known fact between the two of us, so why did she have to repeat it? Like she had an entire file on me. Like they do at the doctors. Like she had many other appointments today. I hadn’t [...]
Blossoming from within, watch as a flower grows.
My favorite thing about summer? The evenings. When the sky isn't dark yet, but it's on the edge. The sun relaxes, and let's a warm breeze take over. No goosebumps, no sweat. The weather is perfect, as that of in a dream world. That's my favorite time.
Two legs to walk Two hands to work Two eyes to see Two ears to hear One nose to breath One mouth to speak One mind to think One heart to feel The most valuable of things, We have only a couple. These are the things One can control. Outside of these, The sea will [...]
Winds that can swipe my words Out of my mouth, away from your ears never to be heard You must be deaf to me I do not blame you – the decision was not yours of what you wanted to be Is the fault then mine? Have I failed to have spoken to [...]