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He Had no Name

When my sister, brother and I were out on the streets. We started out happy. We had favourite haunts, one being the beach band stand. Their was a roof and enough shelter from the weather. No one questioned our absence. We had each other, we felt safer than ever.

Once we met a man who looked hardened and aged by the streets. He had been drinking...

I'm Sorry

How can I live knowing you aren't here? To have the physical scars but nothing to show, no one to hold. To fantasize of our life, to know it could have changed. To share a love, a bond but unrequited at the time. To know I never met you but you already knew me. To understand your innocent heart beating but to ignore and hurt you. To let him...

the sea

The oscillating movement of the waves, reaching the shore. Rapidly retreating. As if to display the dominance by concealing the beauty underneath. The repetitive motion, eroding stone memories, degrading the image. Coarse and bold, they once stood. Now, golden particles unite, amalgamate against their suffocation. Transform. A cycle unable to be...
When I found my sister lying their everything stopped. I saw the story in slow motion.

I remember coming home from school, I had brought back food and clothes and my grading sheet. I was so excited and thought nicola would be so happy. I burst through the front door. The house was ransacked. The first thing I thought is that my step father had...

Droplets in a Spider's Web

A visit back to my hometown today. No words right now. Miss my sister so much right now. :candle:/>/> Just some ramblings to keep the hurt away.

A simple monosyllabic tone echoes throughout. The cry of a runaway against the prevailing winds and rain. She is alone in her time to fight. She must lose her sense of normality. She must not be in...
mirror mirror on the wall
why wont you lie to me?
you leave me in a state of appall
when i hurt, i beg, i plea
for my reflection not to hurt
the reasoning for my disconcert

I just seem to hate everything about me. From how I look, speak and act. I know I should be happy with who I am. I get teary just thinking about it. I hate it. The worse...

Its just going all wrong.

I can't seem to do anything right these days. My ex boyfriend and I are now on speaking terms. I know what he did was wrong and that I shouldn't go back. I have propally made things worse by keeping in contact but I can't cut him out. His mother rings asking how I am and that he loves me with all my heart. This makes things so hard. I...
I’ve struggled to speak out. I think if I am able to write some of what has happened, there could be hope that I will eventually say something aloud. I didn't finish it, I'm not in that place yet to be able to. I'm so very sorry that someone might read this but also very thankful at the same time. I've never seen everything in...
The big brother role of c was lost. We slipped up when taking things and making home, we stayed in one place too long. C was making money but it was just getting spent on drugs. People would come looking for us and me or n would be beaten up if he couldn't be found.

We never left a place without him. Some days we would get desperate and...
I don't know if anyone saw Jeremy Kyle today but there was a story about 3 girls trashing a grave. A grave for a baby who never made it into this world. I had never thought people would be that heartless and disgusting. It triggered me into writing an imaginary letter to the person who tried to destroy the grave and memory of my brother.
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