No words…
Silence?
No…
Not that silent
The beat of a bleeding heart is too loud
And the whispers of regret so soft,
Yet the wishful call is loudest,
And the answer so shortly unheard.
Acceptance?
Another form of illusion?
Honesty?
Another white lie.
Truth?
Demanded,
but never given.
You push
Softly
I fall
Slowly.

By *Nadda

The power of love.
Is unpredictable.
Even at the gates of heaven, the power of love will revive you back.
Even at the coldest weather, the power of love will make you feel warm and fuzzy.
Even at the most difficult of times, the power of love will give you the determination to get through.
Even when no one's around, the power of love shows you, you are not alone.

Everything that comes out of my mouth sounds wrong.
Every action i do, looks wrong.
And is wrong.
I cant clean up the mess i created.
Once again.
How matter how much i scrubbed, it wont go away.
The stain will still be there.
I wish time could rewind back.
Far far back.
Maybe back when im not born.
Maybe it is better for my non-existence.
It is a mistake just to be here.

Point 1: The class still thinks i cut myself.
Point 2: Debbie is a warm fuzzy teddy bear.