I have fought wars and battles you will never read about in a book.
I have fought fights never meant to be won.
I have scares you can't see.
I have wounds that will never heal.
I have felt the darkness surrounding me in the light.
I have a heart that never intended to break.
I have a spirit that never meant to die.
I have a mind that never wanted to fall.
But.
I have won wars and battles you will never read about in a book.
I have won fights never meant to be won.
I have scares you can't see now that they have faded.
I have wound that weren't supposed to heal but did.
I have felt the light fend away the darkness.
I have a heart that will heal
The girl who lost her smile. by GummyBear159753, literature
Literature
The girl who lost her smile.
There once lived a girl who smiled so big. Her eyes where so happy and full of life. She would great and leave every day with love. She cherished life and loved every one in it. But one day a big bad man took her away from her family and friends and locked her away in a little room with only a blanket and a bowl of water. The man had her for three days, only three days. But for the girl it was an eternity. The first night she stayed strong took what he gave her and ignored his attempted to break her down. The same for the next night. But then she started to doubt and wonder she spoke to him for the first time to ask why and he would answer he
You can't hurt me now by GummyBear159753, literature
Literature
You can't hurt me now
That dark little secret I have to hide
My best friend wonders but doesn't ask why
No one can know no one can see
Why did you do this
Your confidence tearing me down
makes me wonna cry
Maybe its time to quit fighting
Why did it have to be me
People stare and laugh
They wouldn't worship you if they knew
What your did all those years ago
Why can't they see
I hate the way you smile at me
That smile I know what it means
But my best friend smiles at me
"Don't sink I know what you can be"
I take his hand my head held high
And pass the monster only I know you hold inside
You stole my innocence long ago
But I'm not afraid of you anymore
Yo
There was a monster that lived under my bed
He would wait till late at night and poke out his head
He would smile a jagged toothy smile
His horrifying eyes would light up when he saw me
But I didn't see the smile or the light in his eyes
Only the monster he was on the out side
I would cry and scream for my mother
The monster would disappear for another night only to come back the next
This went on for years and I never cared who he was only what he was
It never occurred to me he wasn't trying to hurt me or be mean
I assumed that he was evil because he was ugly and scary
I as a child I thought that every thing that was good had to be bea
I have fought wars and battles you will never read about in a book.
I have fought fights never meant to be won.
I have scares you can't see.
I have wounds that will never heal.
I have felt the darkness surrounding me in the light.
I have a heart that never intended to break.
I have a spirit that never meant to die.
I have a mind that never wanted to fall.
But.
I have won wars and battles you will never read about in a book.
I have won fights never meant to be won.
I have scares you can't see now that they have faded.
I have wound that weren't supposed to heal but did.
I have felt the light fend away the darkness.
I have a heart that will heal
The girl who lost her smile. by GummyBear159753, literature
Literature
The girl who lost her smile.
There once lived a girl who smiled so big. Her eyes where so happy and full of life. She would great and leave every day with love. She cherished life and loved every one in it. But one day a big bad man took her away from her family and friends and locked her away in a little room with only a blanket and a bowl of water. The man had her for three days, only three days. But for the girl it was an eternity. The first night she stayed strong took what he gave her and ignored his attempted to break her down. The same for the next night. But then she started to doubt and wonder she spoke to him for the first time to ask why and he would answer he
You can't hurt me now by GummyBear159753, literature
Literature
You can't hurt me now
That dark little secret I have to hide
My best friend wonders but doesn't ask why
No one can know no one can see
Why did you do this
Your confidence tearing me down
makes me wonna cry
Maybe its time to quit fighting
Why did it have to be me
People stare and laugh
They wouldn't worship you if they knew
What your did all those years ago
Why can't they see
I hate the way you smile at me
That smile I know what it means
But my best friend smiles at me
"Don't sink I know what you can be"
I take his hand my head held high
And pass the monster only I know you hold inside
You stole my innocence long ago
But I'm not afraid of you anymore
Yo
There was a monster that lived under my bed
He would wait till late at night and poke out his head
He would smile a jagged toothy smile
His horrifying eyes would light up when he saw me
But I didn't see the smile or the light in his eyes
Only the monster he was on the out side
I would cry and scream for my mother
The monster would disappear for another night only to come back the next
This went on for years and I never cared who he was only what he was
It never occurred to me he wasn't trying to hurt me or be mean
I assumed that he was evil because he was ugly and scary
I as a child I thought that every thing that was good had to be bea
Wow. That is so gay.
I mean it. That is so homosexual.
Or maybe it is so jewish.
Or so asian.
Or maybe so black.
Or so kid-who-never-gets-off-their-computer.
Or so jock-who-will-peak-in-high-school.
Or so dumb-blond
Or so hetero.
When you say 'thats so gay,' i say 'thats-so-idiot-who-really-needs-a-dictionary.'
She's beautiful but she can't see.
The mirror's wrong listen to me.
They aren't real, you can't let them be .
But to her there a sick fantasy
One she will always want and always need.
To look like them ,and never eat .
Breaking sorrow bending knees.
No more jokes , she says to me.
No more sanity that's all that's to be
She's scaring me now.
No where who she used to be .
I can see right through her practically.
Why wont believe me, she's beautiful?
But it's to late now.
Last night was her last.
Now she lies there .
Cold, and motionless
I hate my self I couldn't make her believe.
As she looked to the sky
She got buried in the ground
There is a boy named Dean.
I knew him for so long
before we were pre-teens.
Actually, we were born
days apart, just three.
Not long after
our friendship would start.
This boy was full of life
and loved to have fun.
When he was ten years old
the doctors realized
that between his
red cells and white
something was not quite right.
There were us few,
who helped him through,
just Sam, David, and I.
Of course, his parents,
and Tony too.
Remission was soon
we could see the end
this boy was so strong
nothing can go wrong.
He was healed.
He grew healthier,
he grew out his hair.
All the long, I was there.
He was my best frien
There is a Boy Who Catches My Bus. by IconicMarshmellow, literature
Literature
There is a Boy Who Catches My Bus.
There is a boy who catches my bus
who has blue-grey eyes as clear
as the lake
the kids go swimming in.
He sits with his friends
and laughs a lot at little
things.
And when his friends are silent,
he looks out the window.
I sit two seats behind him
and I think he is beautiful.
There is a boy who catches my bus
who acts happy every morning
from 7am
he sits with his friends
and gives them empty smiles
and wears long sleeves
in the middle of summer.
I sit two seats behind him
and I think he is beautiful.
There is a boy who catches my bus
who has blue-grey eyes as empty
as the
lake the kids go swimming in, in
winter.
He sits with his friends
the innocence of a broken wish by ChloroformBoy, literature
Literature
the innocence of a broken wish
i am going to write something
about you, but you won't read
it. and maybe i don't want you
maybe i don't want you
to read it
to read me
to read my heart's
instruction manual
i won't tell you that:
last night,
i had three dreams about you.
i won't tell you that:
i only met you once, but
it scares me to Death
that it'll never become twice.
i won't tell you that:
i (secretly) want you to ask for
my phone number (i want you
rs)
you're just another
dirty little secret in
my closet full of the
clothes i don't want
to wear around you
(i want to wear you around
my neck my
You wake in the morning with the sun in your face
And streams of light scattered all over the place.
The hard floor is freezing against your bare feet.
The birds are singing their song.
Tweet, Tweet.
You walk down the stairs to begin your day.
As usual, your house is dull and gray.
You try to leave quickly, but you come to a stop.
Rain is falling from the clouds
Drip, Drop.
You run to your car and jump inside
The car starts up and you go for a ride
The lightning illuminates the mobile room
And you speed past the buildings and people
Vroom, Vroom
The rain makes it difficult to see up ahead
As you drive further you see the light turn red.
Yo
I keep my head held high as I walk through the walls
People call me names and flip me off
But I smile in their face and say good morning and have a nice day
It enrages the small minded neanderthals and they cuss my name
And I smile
Two more years
Two more years and I'm free
To college and freedom
All the people that call me nerd or geek will still be here
My whole life they made fun of me for being smart
But little do they know I take it as a compliment
Two more years and I'll be gone
Studying abroad and they'll still be here
To the kid that pushed me in the hall. Thank you.
To the kid that tripped me in class. Thank you.
To the kid in my math class the thinks every one needs to hear his criticism about me. Thank you.
To the kid that screams "HEY FATTY HAVEN'T YOU HAD ENOUGH" every day as a walk though the lunch room. Thank you.
To the kid that scratched "emo" into my locker. Thank you.
To the kids that waited for me after guard practice and broke my swing flags and ripped my uniform. Thank you.
To the kid that helped me up when I got pushed down. You are my hero!
To the kid that picked me up off the floor when I was tripped. You are my hero!
To the kid that stood