_______________HEAVEN AND HELL_______________
I feel like there’s a monster inside my mind, clawing its sharp, black fingers at me and making me think that nothing will ever be the same again.
The voices are calling out to me – their voices screaming, like serigala howling when’s it’s a full moon, at me: “Give it a shot Annie!” “Your so-called friends at school don’t care about anda anymore!” “Don’t anda want to feel that blood trickle down from your cuts?!” “What are anda waiting for?” I try not to listen oleh covering my ears atau hiding under my blanket to keep those voices out atau even crying just to let them know that enough was enough.
I hate feeling this way.. All the dark voices keep lurking around the back of my mind when I’m alone.. they tell me to do all the horrible things to myself like swallowing pills, giving myself cuts in my arms, going up to edge of a high cliff somewhere and just jump to see what it felt like to fly… atau worse–get a gun and pull the trigger at my head, blowing it wide like a popped balloon before it sailed down to the ground…
I want to stop crying myself to sleep every night..
I want to stop all the hurt, the pain, the loneliness that I feel when I’m oleh myself
I want people to stop feeling sorry for me..
I want everyone, even me, to feel happy and not think that this is the last tahun we’d all be together
I want to be happy inside and not feel sad about everything all the time..
I want.. everything that’s happening to me now to stop and wash out of my body
Sometimes I feel happy and blissful when I’m with all my friends and family, and even my pets who always make me feel at halaman awal and happy.
But when I want to say something so darn important to someone all these negative thoughts swarm my mind like a hive of bees stinging me painfully.
My life is like torn between Heaven and Hell..
One hari I’m so happy.. selanjutnya thing anda know, everything grows dull and silent and suddenly, I’m swallowed up oleh darkness and pulled down deep, never able to reach the surface again..
Under this smile that I have on my face.. the happiness, the joy and the kindness.. there is a girl who just wants someone to
Understand her
Help her
Hug her
Let her know that that ‘someone’ would be there for her
Hold her hand and tell her know that everything with her – her problems, the pain – would disappear
Be there for her.. and never let her go atau leave her side
Do anda know me all that well?
Do anda know what my true feelings are?
Do anda know the girl who sits oleh herself?
Do you? Do anda really?
I didn’t think so…
Who am I to pertanyaan the impossible?
_______________PEACE & LOVE_______________
SILENT CHILD.
I feel like there’s a monster inside my mind, clawing its sharp, black fingers at me and making me think that nothing will ever be the same again.
The voices are calling out to me – their voices screaming, like serigala howling when’s it’s a full moon, at me: “Give it a shot Annie!” “Your so-called friends at school don’t care about anda anymore!” “Don’t anda want to feel that blood trickle down from your cuts?!” “What are anda waiting for?” I try not to listen oleh covering my ears atau hiding under my blanket to keep those voices out atau even crying just to let them know that enough was enough.
I hate feeling this way.. All the dark voices keep lurking around the back of my mind when I’m alone.. they tell me to do all the horrible things to myself like swallowing pills, giving myself cuts in my arms, going up to edge of a high cliff somewhere and just jump to see what it felt like to fly… atau worse–get a gun and pull the trigger at my head, blowing it wide like a popped balloon before it sailed down to the ground…
I want to stop crying myself to sleep every night..
I want to stop all the hurt, the pain, the loneliness that I feel when I’m oleh myself
I want people to stop feeling sorry for me..
I want everyone, even me, to feel happy and not think that this is the last tahun we’d all be together
I want to be happy inside and not feel sad about everything all the time..
I want.. everything that’s happening to me now to stop and wash out of my body
Sometimes I feel happy and blissful when I’m with all my friends and family, and even my pets who always make me feel at halaman awal and happy.
But when I want to say something so darn important to someone all these negative thoughts swarm my mind like a hive of bees stinging me painfully.
My life is like torn between Heaven and Hell..
One hari I’m so happy.. selanjutnya thing anda know, everything grows dull and silent and suddenly, I’m swallowed up oleh darkness and pulled down deep, never able to reach the surface again..
Under this smile that I have on my face.. the happiness, the joy and the kindness.. there is a girl who just wants someone to
Understand her
Help her
Hug her
Let her know that that ‘someone’ would be there for her
Hold her hand and tell her know that everything with her – her problems, the pain – would disappear
Be there for her.. and never let her go atau leave her side
Do anda know me all that well?
Do anda know what my true feelings are?
Do anda know the girl who sits oleh herself?
Do you? Do anda really?
I didn’t think so…
Who am I to pertanyaan the impossible?
_______________PEACE & LOVE_______________
SILENT CHILD.
Name: Izzy Rae Frostinialiga (Frost)
Age: 15
Parents: unknown ( searching for them)
Description: shocking, amazing blue eyes, pale milky white skin and long flowing silvery hair
clothes: a strapless blue tank puncak, atas tampilkan belly and really short jeans, blue heels
siblings: none that she knows of
Friends: The fairy gang and two girls that she later finds out are her. Cousins, Sasha and Dana
Place shee grew up: Alfea
Izzy squeled as Farogonda lifted her arms to exagerate the boom of the awan in her story, "and then Izzy, the Winx gang took down Stormy and Darcey in a huge orb, witht the help of me and griffen, so anda see that's how we beat the army of Decay!" Izzy smiled and curled up in bed, 6 years old and she was soooo interested in the ways of the witches, so exited for her freshmen tahun in 11 years that her fingers tingled and for one moment it was perfect.
Then that moment ended
Age: 15
Parents: unknown ( searching for them)
Description: shocking, amazing blue eyes, pale milky white skin and long flowing silvery hair
clothes: a strapless blue tank puncak, atas tampilkan belly and really short jeans, blue heels
siblings: none that she knows of
Friends: The fairy gang and two girls that she later finds out are her. Cousins, Sasha and Dana
Place shee grew up: Alfea
Izzy squeled as Farogonda lifted her arms to exagerate the boom of the awan in her story, "and then Izzy, the Winx gang took down Stormy and Darcey in a huge orb, witht the help of me and griffen, so anda see that's how we beat the army of Decay!" Izzy smiled and curled up in bed, 6 years old and she was soooo interested in the ways of the witches, so exited for her freshmen tahun in 11 years that her fingers tingled and for one moment it was perfect.
Then that moment ended
The life I am living
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my jantung also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
oleh my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my jantung also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
oleh my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it oleh the hand
And it led me to hell
With badam, almond eyes
Such startled eyes
It berkata it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It diposting me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it oleh the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it oleh the hand
And it led me to hell
With badam, almond eyes
Such startled eyes
It berkata it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It diposting me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it oleh the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er