i am wierd what can i say?? i like the ramones, sex pistols, the clash, anything punk and metal.... i love dimmu borgir tons!! eh- thats me
- Last seen on Sep 9 9:11 PM 2008. Member since March 26, 2006.
- I am a 18 year old woman from Indiana (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm lonely.
- I have 1 comment, 131 poems, 4 stories
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400 words, September 1, 2008
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The day was cold when i woke up, it made my bones chilled and alone. I felt vacant and used, totally abused, and maybe even hated. When you live in a home where you dont belon
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"My mind flashed like a television set. Changing its channels, I mean, thoughts until it found one that it liked. Nope, that one didn't work. No, I don't like that one...Until800 words, 2 comments, March 22, 2006. In <200 lines, Other
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You see the hidden woman 'neath the stars
Does this fragile paper mask hide tears or scars?<100 words, 2 comments, June 23
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It's glints in the light
Something you'd never expect - The new generation at allpoetry
we are the strong willed
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At a glance I see you
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autumn-night on June 9hello,
read your poem "fed up"
seemed like there where things that both you and the person that you where involved with had to do with when it came up to the "blow-out" so-to-speak.
sometimes we can push people away inadvertently.
I know this specifically because, i'm diagnosed with ODD (oppositional defiant disorder)
this is a personality disorder.. but i don't let the fact that this is what the world labels me as to define me. i know that i'm capable of doing way more then being defiant.
but there where times where i let my life get in the way of being there for people, and then i turned around and said that they abandoned me.
now there are circumstances where people have been abandoned... and they carry out this struggle throughout the rest of thier life. even with dealing with people who really care about them.
when i was 17 i was homeless. I lived at the shelter where i grew up at, and my family knew about this but never interceded...
just because my family allowed me to struggle like that doesn't meen that everyone in my life will do this to me.
Sometimes we can progect our hurt from the past and onto the relationships of the present.
I went through a period in my life where I constantly compared friends of mine to those who hurt me in my family.
I can't tell you how grossly unfair that was to them for me to do.
so to sum it up, i guess my point is that we're all human.. and we should allow other people to have flaws... cause what if you where expected to be super human and perfect? but then everyone in your life thought that you where a dissapointment... wouldn't that feel horrible?
well the person on the recieving side of your poem "fed up" probably feels the same way... like he's nothing but a dissapointment to you.
we all have to learn to be the better person when it comes to forgiveness and mistakes..
whoever this person was, to the goddess i pray that you make amends even though you did nothing wrong.
for the simple fact that this will give you a boost and it's something to be proud of.
remember if we let everything get to us in our lives, how can we move forward?
