Human
Muscles, organs, bones, flesh.
That is the makeup of a human being.
Each part different.
Emotions: Fear, Love, Happiness, Hate, Sadness.
Some of the most felt emotions felt by humans.
Growing up, learning new things.
As a child, we are told when you sit, what to say, and how to feel.
When we grow up, we are told to think for ourselves, sit where we want, and feel what we please.
The questions still remains, on who is right.
Our "To BE's or Not to BE's' still in question.
Looking around, we see contradiction and morals challenged.
Fighting in a war, killing hundreds each day, while the pre-school teacher preaches n
The never ending cycle by Theflawedangel, literature
Literature
The never ending cycle
She looks in the mirror, finding every little mistake.
Youre fat, youre hair is too short, youre ugly is all she hears.
Her thoughts filling her head with horrible images, thoughts, and everything in between. Was it all a lie? she questions everyday. The scars burning into her flesh. Her skin crying out for liberation. She picks up the knife, the razor, the blade or anything that is available to free herself from the voices that taunt. One slash, two slash, three the blood pours onto the sink. Her tears falling down her cheeks, burning as they flow past old marks. She bites her lip
Human
Muscles, organs, bones, flesh.
That is the makeup of a human being.
Each part different.
Emotions: Fear, Love, Happiness, Hate, Sadness.
Some of the most felt emotions felt by humans.
Growing up, learning new things.
As a child, we are told when you sit, what to say, and how to feel.
When we grow up, we are told to think for ourselves, sit where we want, and feel what we please.
The questions still remains, on who is right.
Our "To BE's or Not to BE's' still in question.
Looking around, we see contradiction and morals challenged.
Fighting in a war, killing hundreds each day, while the pre-school teacher preaches n
Lying in bed,staring at the wall.
Thinking about life,death,why my skin calls.
Calls out for liberation.
Liberation of my foundation.
The foundation of my salvation.
My skin cries out for a blade.
A cut to heal the pain I made.
O how it longs to feel the blade.
The blade of my happiness.
The blade of my maddness.
My veins are quiet when my skin is calm.
My mind is happy when blood is drawn.
The pain is flowing out , out of my skin.
This is my pride, my sin.
Faces are staring, they will never know.
The scars on me will never show.
I don't want to die, that was never the case.
I only wanted a solution when I had a prob
Current Residence: home Favourite genre of music: Hard rock MP3 player of choice: Ipod Personal Quote: Everybody has there own way of taking away pain.
Well I haven't updated this in forever xD I seldom use this page, but every now and then I post something on here that I am quite proud of. Life has been interesting, lot of changes. Some good, most bad. It's life though. You live through it.
This journal is what it is, nothing special. School has started. I hate it muchly. The on;y good thing to look forward to is I am seeing Emilie autumn <3 Pictures should be added soon of new stuff. That is all.
Sooo I haven't updated this since before my birthday..so going to update this now. My birthday was pretty good :3 I got sushi! I ended up not having a party..because I saw most the people I wanted to see anyways. Lately I have been feeling kinda shitty but that is going to change since I got warped tour tomorrow!! (July 9). I am super excited and I am going with my awesome friend Matt so I can't wait :3 My senior pictures should be done soon so I might have to post those up here too. Not really a deviant, but oh well! Also since taking those pictures, I really want a new camera because mine sucks. Well, that is the update for now I guess. New