Order in the CourtI must be strong-but what is strength? Is strength the ability to resist Bashing my head repeatedly against the Kitchen cabinet, en route to getting A bowl of ice cream?Order in the Court
See, lately I've been living in a courtroom Sealed from the outside and I lie On a pew. The case is deemed "cold" But in my burning anger and grief, the only Thing icy is the reality and the hallucinations. The jury yells at me through the doors now and then, Telling me to be quiet and ignore the Ghosts of the defendant and prosecutor
Who plan on arguing in front of my Glaze
TrichotillomaniaI'm a nice person but when i went to the phsychologist to get a med prescribed for my depression due to trichotillomania i was more than pissed off when he compared my ugres to pull to the urges to bit finger nails. I cried later when I got home because thats all i've heard for my whole life how i can stop it if i really wanted to ....how its like biting my finger nails..and that i only do it because its a pesky habit. NO!!!!!! its sooo much more than that. It is a disease. A murderous DISEASE! I wish to have my hair back more than anything so I can have an ounce of beauty back...but i can't control my robotic hands. I lay in my bed and cowerTrichotillomania
TugDespite my vintage Levi’s and black halter top, I am stark naked in the girls bathroom. I’ve made a mess and the sink is alive and filamentous, so I head back to class to find I’ve become invisible.Tug
They say you always remember the first time. The first cut is the deepest. The first time a bulimic shoves her hand down her throat or an alcoholics first binge. The time you lost your virginity or got into that first car accident. Mine was at the nape of my neck in Santa Monica, and I was five years old. My dad was holding my hand and we were walking back to the car from the street performers on the promenade. A giant Buddha statue w
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Thanks for reading my poetry, guys.
Wow, your stuff is gooooood.
My mum and dad think im sadistic cos i write TONNES of dark poetry.
Keep up the work.
Oh and WOOT i am ur first watcher AND comment!
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Step one of your heart,
rip it up for another,
tie it to sincerity,
this is a soundtrack for lovers.
Yeah, I like dark poetry. I don't think it leads to evil--it just helps process the intesne emotions that happen so often to sensitive poets.
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