SaliviaBaker

There is an uproar in my heart I am a binary star with both stars fighting each other The white side was always submitting; The black side was simply too strong But now there is an uproar in my heart The white side wants to change the way I act; The black side wants to stay the same There is an uproar in my heart The white side gathers followers to reinforce its demands; The black side is still too strong There is an uproar in my heart The white side grows more impatient and wants to overthrow The black side's reign There is a revolution in my heart

The child inside is screaming since I can remember, I am reaching with my broken arm to let my silent screams be heard, but the eyes on me can only watch, and the mouths surrounding me have no eyes to see. In the void that is my home the roots holding me are tight around my neck.

to die is not a big thing but to live is the hardest task try not to die before you die it's not enough to be alive feel with every part of your heart feel love feel pain feel happiness feel sorrow feel the warmth of the sun feel the cold of the ice feel you feel me feel everything just feel feelings are the greatest gift you'll ever have

from a shadow I have become me on the way I've lost myself hiding from me, am I on my way back to myself and becoming me or loose it all to myself?

I cannot imagine a life without pain, what would I be without it? Sometimes  I think I even like it Pain gives me the right to feel bad, with pain I have a real reason to feel bad I seek pain probably so I can finally rid myself of the guilt to feel bad but these doubts I have take that away Still I like pain, it's the only real thing that is present of me in the real world

A pit of seething anger lies beneath an ocean of calmness; As liquid ice it exists without life within. A sudden spindrift may appear as another ocean's wave, it hurts The ocean convinces the world it's peaceful, but monsters live in the pit, melting it into sadness

a mess inside with broken feelings, ocean of tears troubled by an invisible storm, red knives flying out of my mouth, helpless eyes stirring wounds sword as backbone driving knights away, lonely maid boneless legs hidden under the table, fear

What's worse? a past that put you in darkness or a time you had that keeps hurting you my path is unclear now the past is hunting me for the first time it changed form from a stone that drags me down to an animal that tears me apart I'm scared for the first time

As if there weren't enough Another spotlight on her life. Her parents screwed her up. No privacy, no weakness allowed, High expectations and a clear role defined. "I was conscious not to make the same mistakes" - You cannot escape some things they are subconsciously - "No! I didn't make those mistakes" As if there weren't enough Another spotlight on my life My Parents screwed me up Emotional abuse from my father speak and get verbal abuse from my siblings don't speak and get nagging from my mother My father is mentally ill My siblings were jealous My mother did everything right.