

The VoicesStop it Please do These voices won't shut it They humm in the back of my mind Drum in my ears at all hours of the dayThe Voices
They tell me the strangest things What to do and what to say How to act and look Sometimes they SCREAM Sometimes whisper
Either way it's always the same My head throbs and heart aches What's to do when you aren't yourself Or worse; You can't even control yourself


Daddy's Mistakes"Come here," his voice ordered in a stunningly sharp tone. The girl responded, taking the long journey toward her father. The walk, in reality, was ten steps or so. But to her, it felt like an eternity. Looking into his eyes, she recalled the event so long ago that had turned her away from him forever. The incident long-ago where he showed his true colors. At the time, she had not yet blamed him for the sin. But it was still there, always there. Waiting for it's next opportunity to strike. The truth was revealed every time he drank. But now, he showed it without the potions. It was late at night; most likely midnight, but she wasDaddy's Mistakes


Mommy's Mistakes"Listen when I am speaking to you!" She screamed in the girl's blank face. The girl merely avoided her mothers gaze, averting her eyes to another point in the room. "Stop being such a stupid little bitch and listen when you're told to do something! It's not that hard, I promise you. God, you're so worthless! No wonder you don't have any friends," the mother rambled. Her eyes were wide, and her mouth drawn in a line of hate. Venom laid in each word, like a lash or a beating. The acid stung the already open wounds on the girl's body. "Sometimes, I wish I would have had my other daughter instead of you," she said with a cold, icy staMommy's Mistakes


Phobia's+SelfHateopen spaces,Phobia's+SelfHate
the twitchyness sets in,
i can't think properly,
i'm always looking over my shoulder, watching my back there's no cover, no protection, i can't watch all my sides at once,
you could call it paranoia, but i avoid open spaces at all costs, i'm
just
a
little
&
And thanks for the
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There's no more life left to live...
If I can't be me, I don't see why I should even be.
thankyou ^.^
will do ^.^
no problem.. well earnt keep up the amazing work ^.^
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"Believe me,nothing is trivial"
I'm a proud self-taught!
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"Believe me,nothing is trivial"
I'm a proud self-taught!
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"Believe me,nothing is trivial"
I'm a proud self-taught!
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