Reblogged from emo-princess-1
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My family calls me names,
They think it’s a game,
To watch me hide in shame.
I try to flee,
Flee from life.
I want to run,
Run far away.
To a place where I can stay.
To stay and hide.
So who is on my side?
I want to be clean,
You know what I mean?
I don’t want no more drugs,
So put down your guns.
Im giving it all up,
Ok, now what?
Im done with all the fighting,
Im done with all the drama.
We may fight,
But we fight for our right.
So let’s join hands,
And take a stand.
Don’t need no weapons,
Don’t need no guns.
All I have to say is,
I love you hun.
We have a lot of love,
We got a lot of hate.
But in the end,
We’re each others soul mate.
We have dreams,
We got nightmares.
But all you do is,
Give me a glare.
I know that stare.
I can see it in you eyes.
I don’t give in,
Cause that’s all you want.
You always win,
But not this time.
Because all you say,
Is only lies.
Six months with my cell
Six months in living hell
You took half a year of my life
You kept me away from my wife
You kept me away from home
You kept me all alone
For six months I didn’t know what to do
For six months we hung out just me and you
You took me away from the outside world
You took me away from my bro, my mom, and my girl
You know what the worst thing about you is
It wasn’t you
It was me that did this.
Oh dear sky with your fluffy marshmallow like clouds.
Your shining sun that glistens in the day,
All the happiness that you fill the world with.
I get sad when those fluffy clouds go away
And when you go from bright blue
Then soon you are bright blue black as the shining stars
And the giant glistening moon
Start to come out yet again.
But you will soon be back,
With all you fill our daily lives with.
The little girl watched her mom and dad fight every day and night
She was only three years old but she felt so lost in the world
Daddy left never to be seen again
Yet she prays that one-day he will come back
He will come back to hold his little girl
she sheds a tear every night
Holding her teddy bear so tight
Praying daddy will do what’s right
But he never comes …
She knows daddy’s name
She has a picture of him in her little flower picture frame
Even though daddy’s not there
She’s not ashamed
She still loves him …
The little girl is six years old now
Going to school like all the other little kids
But she feels left out when she hears,
“Me and daddy did this”
Still wanting him to come home
Momma is left all alone …
the little girl is staring out her window every night
Wishing that daddy want to be in her life
She never gives up
Still waiting for this guy she may never know …
-Ashlli
I look at myself and I see you
I try and remember my childhood
You are nowhere to be found
I look at the woman that gave me birth and I see you
I look at the person who took your place
You are nowhere to be found
I lost a part of me that day
So many questions run through my head constantly
Like the thoughts going through a child’s head
Confusion mostly comes up
Scared like a little kid waking up from a nightmare
You are nowhere to be found.
-Ashlli
The nervousness rolling through my whole body was terrifying enough
The eyes staring me down like a hunter ready to kill his prey.
I walk onto the stage ready to shock everyone
The music starts up soft
Then rumbles like the thunder that used to keep me up at night.
It’s my turn
I open my mouth but nothing comes out
The music stops then starts again like the marching band at a football game.
I stand there ready to run off the stage
I close my eyes as tightly as I can
Everyone disappears like bugs in the middle of fog
It’s just me standing there now.
I try it one more time, scared for my life
I open my mouth and the most beautiful noise came out
One of those sounds that just make you want to cry.
Standing there on that big open stage
Was that seven-year-old girl singing “Twinkle, twinkle, little star”
-ashlli
