Gahhh! I can never wear headphones again.
Now, if you'll excuse, I'm going to go have a heart attack now.


Aborted RegretsIt was supposed to be just that- an it, a thing.Aborted Regrets
It wasn't supposed to be a he; he wasn't supposed to have my boyfriend's dark hair or my crooked pinkies or my father's flat nose.
He was just supposed to be an it, a thing, a clump of cells....He wasn't supposed to look so much like a child- like my child would.
As I placed my hands over my newly flattened stomach, I felt emptier than I thought I would.
I looked towards the doctor, he smiled at me, warm and sympathetic.
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't..." The words spilled from my mouth without conscious thought despite the fact that


Personal Barbie-dollShhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!Personal Barbie-doll
The hissing sound of spraying fills my ears And the smell of Lil' Princess Hair Spray Makes me choke and gag as it has for years But Mommy's painfully tight grip stops me from squirming away
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Next comes the spray of fake tan, covering my legs and arms While delicate porcelain squares hide my missing baby teeth And still Mommy adds more gems, jewels and charms Until the girl I see in the mirror looks nothing like the real me
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
A warning from Mommy this time- be quiet a


Word PlayI choose your lovelyWord Play
Naughty lips
and yield to the taste
of pleasure.


Suicide NoteMom, Do I have to say How sorry I am? I know that this hurt you Though that wasn't the planSuicide Note
I was going to be strong I was going to go on...
Please tell Cam,
The blame is my own He was the perfect big brother I only wish That I had told him so
I had always thought That I'd make it in the end Guess I was wrong All over again
Mom, it's not your fault So please don't think it is And one more thing Tell dad... That the baby was his


Give An Inch, Take A MileGive An Inch, Take A MileGive An Inch, Take A Mile
Im at a point Where everything I do seems wrong, No matter how right it is, Im always hiding, Cowering in shame For something I know nothing about,
The future has never been more uncertain, There is no more reference point, Im just lost, Lost in a new world of false hopes, Liars and prostitutes, Nobody to rely on, I am lost and alone,
I find solace in substance abuse But how can the cure be a problem? And all anyone has to say is What can you do for me? I


ElevatorElevatorElevator
The tears in your eyes Replaced the ones I was too afraid to shed, Even in tears, You maintain all your glory and beauty, With your odd pale glow That inspires light transcending souls,
But like these elevating souls, You too must fly away, So spread your wings, And rid yourself of this wasteland And its filthy inhabitants,
Fly to a distant land, May you find peace there, But never forget, You have a home here.
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