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- What Is To Become Of Me? at storywrite
When will I be allowed my freedom to be who I am? - When at allpoetry
I’m searching for answers again…
The answers to make me whole. - You Know To Whom I Speak at storywrite
You know I'm here for you. I just can't bring myself to share who I am right now. I haven't even done so with my soul. - Alone. at allpoetry
She torched her need for you,
So that her nightmare would end. - Promise at storywrite
"Guinevere, darling? Are you all right?" / She looked up, her bright blue eyes shining with dewey tears. / "No -" her voice wavered in an instant. / His heart stammered, tripping - Crimson Rain of Suicide at allpoetry
Crying. Can't you / recall that I'm here alone? / insults of rhymes that / might piss me off. / soon I'll be away from here / or maybe I'll cease to exist. You'll / never forget me, I promise. / remember th - Remember Me? at allpoetry
Don't you remember me? / I'm standing here, / Feeling as if I don't exist, / Feeling as if I'm fading. / Don't you remember me? / That lost love of high school, / Dreaming of a chance that / She'll spend h - I at allpoetry
I am alone. / I am the survivor of weakness. / I am a survivor of pain. / I am alone. / I am making it on my own. / I am not living in vain. / I have these tears. / I have tears that inflicts wounds. - [ ] at storywrite
/ / "Life among these people was getting harder. She never knew one day from the next, but she could always count on the hours blurring into each other. She was constantly fighting the darkness in her heart only to find it wasn't worth it," Katelyn - Tears That Fall at storywrite
- Meant To Last (pt. 1) at storywrite
- With Love, Guinevere (part seven) at storywrite
Summer came and for normal teenagers, it's a period of rest, relaxation, and creativity. Mrs. Maroney, my previous math teacher told me that I was far too advanced for her clas - Dreams at storywrite
part one
I thought staying at Winter's would be good for me. And it was.. for the most part. She was like the sister I never had and I wished that things could have stayed t - With Love, Guinevere (part six) at storywrite
My heart has a tendency to refuse charity and though I was surrounded by hordes of people, my mind told me that I was infinitely alone. I could not help but feel that I was mer - With Love, Guinevere (part five) at storywrite
There's a difference between being suicidal and being a cutter. One's simply an exit while the latter is merely self-destructive. I personally began cutting a few days after my - With Love, Guinevere (part four) at storywrite
Life moved on, never giving me an appropriate amount of time to mourn the loss of my world, my life. Liam continued to keep me close by, continued to protect me. I kept dismiss - Fragments of my Soul at storywrite
Four weeks together and my soul feels so complete. I love him beyond words, beyond fears, beyond limits. I never thought, after the last four and a half years, that I could eve - Fragments of my Soul at storywrite
Four weeks together and my soul feels so complete. I love him beyond words, beyond fears, beyond limits. I never thought, after the last four and a half years, that I could eve - With Love, Guinevere (part three) at storywrite
Hope. The vein of hope is not something one could say that runs too close to the heart of my family. As a dreamer, I clung to that vessel of hope that no longer exists. At that - With Love, Guinevere (part two) at storywrite
Before I go forward, I am afraid that I must go back. You should understand my past so that you understand my future. I lived in Florida for the first fourteen years of my life - With Love, Guinevere (pt. 1) at storywrite
I had this ominous feeling. A feeling that told me that I'd never go home again. I believe that I cursed myself for being right.
- Innocence at storywrite
He looked out the window to see her sitting in her car - obviously deciding whether or not she should continue up the steps. She looked pale and sickly, but that didn't diminis - Writing With My Crimson Tears at storywrite
When I see the blood raised against the tan, I know I've gone too far. But I've cut too far into my life to learn how to stop now. Until I learn to get rid of the anxiety in my - The Other Side Of Reality at storywrite
We were just hanging out at the lake, submersed in the thick woodlands of my memories. Me, Arryn and his friends had just decided to hang out in the cabin that weekend. The ele - Semi-Requite
d Love at storywrite
She loved him. Why is that so wrong? She had never wavered in her defenses for him. To keep watching him fall was just not acceptable anymore. To rise up again, you have to kno - Dreams of Protection at storywrite
As I walked into the room, my heart wrenched to see her there, drawn out on her bed with no one there to ease her pain. As I drew nearer to her bedside, I noticed that her body - Falling at storywrite
"Chris?"
- Farewell at storywrite
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- Untitled at storywrite
He watched her as she floated steadily toward him. Already he could see the intense pain in her bright baby blue eyes. She didn't have to tell him that she was forcing herself - Healing and Breaking (full story) at storywrite
Life was different here. She wasn’t quite sure why she chose to miss half of life, but it was done and over with. She had to accept that and consider what happened next. - War Inside at storywrite
“Alyssa, hon, you need to come home.”
“I can’t. Not yet.” - Odessa at storywrite
Odessa had come with baggage. We all knew that, and we had all come to accept that. She was strong for a teenager, never letting hardly any - Joy of Sunset at storywrite
”Do we honestly have to do this?” she inquired.
- Healing and Breaking (final part) at storywrite
Her eyes opened, fluttering as if she had emerged from sleep. But she hadn't. She was in her personal bathroom, watching the blood pour down her arm. She had been so deep in he - Healing and Breaking pt III at storywrite
She felt like she lost him after a time. Maybe it was all the girls he'd dated that weren’t her. He was the only reason she had stayed at the damn god-
