-rant-

What I don't understand is why she teaches.
How would the school let her be around children,
She can't even take care of her own.

What I don't understand is why she hurts.
Why would you hurt others to bring you up.
News flash: It doesnt give you magical powers of wonders to hurt others.

It just makes you look bad,
Not to mention a little thing called PTSD.
She causes her own daughters to have it.

You know something is wrong with the household when:
A)2 out of 3, if not all 3 daughters, had seriouse suicidal thoughts to the point of hospitalization
B)2 out of three daughters smoke(d)
C)When alcohol lays around in large quantities.
D)After inccidents involving alcolhol, the alcohol was not locked away.
E)When 3 out of 3 daughters suffer from PTSD
F)When 3 out of 3 daughters suffer(ed) from self injury
G)When at leaste 2 out of 3 daughters suffer from low self esteem.

Must I go on, for this list shall never end.

I just can't get over the fact that her mother is allowed to be around children everyday. I swear that can not be safe.

From what I understand she left bruises on the youngests neck,
Does she not realize they will be there when school starts, and that her daughter is full of hatred because of said inccodent.

This time around, I really hope she speaks out while she has the marks to proove it.

To an old friend in distress

2 words can sum it all
Life Sucks.

2,000 words in details though.

If you ever need somebody to listen to those 2,000 words,
My ears are open.

Even though I may not understand it all,
Sometimes its nice to talk to somebody who was there from the beginning.

I have no intenchion of anything more then we are now.
Aquaintances?
Thats a good word.


I'm sorry everything bad is happening at once,
You probably aren't dealing with it very well.

If you wont talk to me, Please go to the Sameritians.
I'm pretty sure you know them, but just in case.

For more information:

Samaritans provides confidential emotional support for people experiencing
feelings of distress and despair, including those which could lead to suicide.
Our mailbox is read every day by trained volunteers, using the name 'Jo'.
Messages are read and usually replied to within 12 hours.
Samaritans is a registered charity, number 219432. It is the co-ordinating body
for the 201 branches in the UK and Republic of Ireland, all of which are
constituted as independent registered charities (or the equivalent). A trained
Samaritan volunteer from one of the 201 branches has written this email
For more information about Samaritans visit: www.samaritans.org

Its fun to talk poetic to them,
-is lame-

Your not alone in this battle.
You have suport,
You have to be willing to ask for it though.

Hope to hear from you,
And if not,
Then I would hope you drink some connor :)

Time for symbolism :)

Fade into the next,
Do what is best.
Don't let them know,
Don't let it show.

Hide the past with all your might,
Fight back into the night.
Cry yourself to sleep once more,
Try to turn your back to the door.

Breathe in one last breath,
Breathe in until death.
Don't let anything take over,
Let the tears flow over.

Up and down their voices go,
While yours stays at a simple monotone.
Show some emotion under the light,
Hold back with all your might.

I can't keep this up much longer,
I dare you to scream.
But you just sit there.
Just stare like you always do.

Bleeding eyes and a straining heart.
Those others wont ever see.
But just take that one last breathe,
That one last sip.

Let the rest just fade.

Fade one color into the next,
Do what is best for yourself.
Don't let them know the pain behind the blood
Don't let it show; they can't handle it.

Just sit there.
Stare like you always do.
But I wear the ring.
You can't take it from me.