luckylucy

she is dead... gone no more gone forever and the last thing i said to her was i hate you.....

im lost in a crowd of people. Screaming at the top of my lungs wishing you could hear me wishing you could hear me

all i want is for someone to hug me when im sad someone to comfort me when im mad someone to sleep with at night someone to whipe away my tears someone to smile when i smile someone to laugh with someone to cry with someone to get angry at, but then forgive them  5 mins later some one to hold me when all hell breaks loose someone to share long passionate kisses with someone to tuck me in at night all i want is someone to keep me warm and love me

she is sixteen years old and she knows what it feels like to wanna die. she is beautiful, but the scars on her hands and feet hide her beauty. she has been hurt so many times she has forgotten what it feels like to be loved and to love. with every heartbreak and sorrow a new scar appears apon her wrist.. she tries to press hard and finally give in to death, but something always makes her stop something always makes her stop, the hope she has for love and happiness... it makes her not so sad anymore.... one day i hope she will realize i love her......

i dont need you to tell me i pretty. i neeed to know im beautiful. i dont need your stength. i need to be strong on my own. i need to feel it in my soul. i need to know it in my heart. i need to know it own my own. i dont need you to help me stand. i need to stand on my own to feet, because you wont be here forever. i need to have strength  to live after you break my heart. i need to leave here with my integrity. so i dont need you to tel me im pretty to know im beautiful..