"We used to did that, didn't we?"
he said and i remembered it all,
and it hits me hard in the head,
it stabs my heart till it hurts

my mind won't stop playing
the memories we've built
my heart won't stop screaming
your name, over and over again.

those seven words that you've said,
brought back all of the memories,
every song you've sang to me
and all stories we've shared.

it's all coming back to me now,
the loneliness, the pain
that i've felt to
all the things we did

But I know, no matter what happens,
you are never going back to me,
it's all in the past now and we're both
happy with our own lives now,

I'm with someone now
and you already found your true love
but i promise i won't forget you
and our memories would not be forgotten

It will stay on my heart
because you'll always
be a part of me
you're my first love.

and i will love you, forever.

Drinking today just borrows tomorrow’s happiness.
You aren’t the only one who thinks about going home and killing themselves.
Poetry and *** are an enthralling combination.
You’re not a ‘young girl’- you’re an actual real person.
In reality, all that every person wants is love, happiness, and acceptance- keep that in mind.
Sometimes it feels like everything good has been whitewashed out of your world,
Yet it still goes on. You go on.  
Be proud of yourself for being alive-
Sometimes that’s all there is to be proud of.
Coping tactics don’t always work.
Words are important- speak up.
It is your own birthright to die- no one can take that from you.
When you understand your own deepest,
Darkest inner workings- you’ll be invaluable in helping others-
So don’t be afraid of self-reflection even though it’s hard.
Put up a fight for what you love.
The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.

Before you dream of me tonight
you must first know,
I lost myself.

When I get close to someone,
I lose them.
Which is why I don’t get attached,
anymore.

I’ve learned not to love,
never attach
not even to myself.
In case I unknowingly decide to leave,
too.

Mother never told me
Every person, every item
Every friendship, all the promised words and pinky promises,
are gone.

Mother never told me
If you try to call the dead,
the phone won’t ring;.
They’re gone, and they’re never coming back.

So I’ve learned not to love,
never attach.
They all seem to leave
anyway.

There are plenty of things mother
never told me about, and
these unfamiliar obstacles seem to
pop out at me,
when I least expect it.
Mother never told me how love isn’t always enough
to keep a relationship.

I’m not sure if I want to grow up any more.
I miss the crazed emotions I often felt as I kid.
When I fell asleep on the couch,
but woke up in my bed.
When I didn’t care about what I was wearing.
When my biggest fear was the dark.

I want to be afraid of the monsters hiding under my bed,
not in my head.
Can I be afraid of bugs and cuts?
Not heartbreak.
Not death.
Not growing up.

What’s the point in being afraid,
when every fear we have,
becomes a part of us.

Always remember to
Not be afraid
anymore, your fears are a part of you;
a part of you
that you’ve yet to discover.