Some of our writings

ok heres some of ours.

All I need

All I need
is a hug
Just a little one

All I need
is to be told it's going to be ok



All I need
is a shoulder to cry on
without a word of complaint

All I need
is someone to understand

Are my needs too much
Are my needs deserved

Time will tell




Innocence Lost

A little girl sits in a corner
her eyes filling up
despertatly she wipes her eyes
and hopes that she is not seen

Footsteps she hears
and she tries to run
but realises she has no where to go
so sits she does and waits for the pain

She doesnt understand
why she hurts so much
what did she do that was so bad


she hears a voice
that tells her she didnt do bad
she just is bad

Shivering quietly
the little girl
accepts she's is bad
and goes away to hide

only coming out when
her punishment is due.


What's it like

To be a little girl?
You see I do not know
as I never had the chance to be one

I had to grow up
way too fast

Before even the start of school
I knew about things
many adults do not know

Was made to preform
adult games

I never had the chance
to be a little gil

Never had the chance
to run around free
with not a care in the world

Never had a chance to
laugh and truly mean it

Never had a chance
to be just a child

Scambled
the world is still my mind is flooded
overflowing with thoughts
theres a wall dividing my world and the world

scambled thoughts everywhere
walking down a track
over the bridge
through the tunnel
to the other side

what makes sense
what is sense
alone in my own world
a gigantic jigsaw
what is the order
pieces missing
where to find them

darkness flows through my mind
threatning to take over any light that comes through
still everything so still
frozen in time
the world carrys on
moving forward leaving me behind

Red everywhere red overpowering red
silence surrounds me not a word do I hear
a world of silence
will my world be open one day
will i find the unknown parts of my world

The Darkness

I try to smile
but it hurts to much

I try to laugh
but the laughters all gone

Surrounded by darkness
I fight to see light

the darkness takes hold of me
wrapping its strong arms around me

far far away i see a speck of light
i fight and i struggle to get out
of the grip of darkness

the darkness holds me tighter
and whispers in my ear
if i want to go to the light

theres one thing i must do
the darkness wants my body
it doesnt care for my soul

i tell the darkness
that i can't do
it says yes you can
or I'll hold you forever

I fight and I fight
slowly losing my strenght
I start to realise
I have to choose
the darkness or my body

throught the darkness
i see shadows
shadows of happiness
shadows of smiles
where I should be

I know those people
can see me
but they cannot help me escape
the darkness is my own personal trap

I myself must escape the darkness
some people dont seem to realise
the turmoil im in
they star to turn away
and inside i scream dont go away

for what i may do when its
just the darkness and I
makes me scared of my ownself
and the darkness strenght even stronger

the darkness does not like smiles
for smiles makes the darkness weak

i try and i try for even a little smile
thinking and thinking for something to smile at
the darkness fights taking away all my thoughts
leaving my mind blank and dull

i will keep on fighting and when the darkness
talks i will block my ears and refuse to listen

one day i will regain my strenght and push
the darkness right out of my way

but for now the darkness has me tight in its grip

Secrets

look into my eyes
do you see the secrets
locked inside of me

i bet you don't
they're locked away
with chains and bolts

yet everyday
I feel them

they cause me pain
everyday

oh how i wish
you could see
but you cannot

even if the secrets
were unlocked

the pain is invisble
to all but those inside

you look at me
and see calmnesss
the shaking out of terror
you cannot

the secrets are like earthquakes
yet only the aftershocks
do i feel
certain words
certain objects
certain colours
numbers
tv programs
movies
books
pictures
outside places
i could go on and on
terrify me
send me into a blazing panic

making me dizzy
my vision blurred
sensing danger

my body feels heavy weighed down
i long for escape
i start to leave

then its all gone
calmness comes over me
yet confusion comes too

Chats,
I am so sorry for what you have had to live through and with, but Bless You for having the courage to share with us.

I was sitting here terrified when I started this section of the Board, tears pouring down my face - shame, disgust, humilitation, self-loathing, you name it, it was there.

You are a very brave and inspirational person. Thank You, again. Take care,

thanks good on you for starting this board. i have a few others but they are pretty triggering so chose not to put those on here. I can understand your feelings but really please don't be ashamed your doing a great job. hugs to you.

Wow Chatzs.

That is so awesome of you to have the courage to put them up here for us.

I can't put my thoughts and feelings upon reading those into the right words at the moment.

But thank you very much for sharing.

sometimes magic happens

the magician tears the paper
but magically its put back together

sometimes magic happens

the magician puts the dove in a pan and burns it
but the dove is magically saved

sometimes magic happens

the magician cuts the girl in half
but magically she is put back together

somtimes magic happens

the magician suspends the girl in mid air
but magically there are no ropes

sometimes

the magician makes the girl disappear

but sometimes magic isnt enough to bring her back

So true monsta

shame

walking thro town
in depths so deep,
well staggering really
an dragging my feet,
noticing people i once knew
avoiding my eyes as people do,
the lovers cross the street.

May as well carry a bell
to warn them i am comming,
sorry sight late at night
carrying shopping Home,
knowing the longer i take
the happier my home,
an those i left behind.

Written when I was 18..

There's a barrel of steel
Just beneath my skin
It's ok that it's there
It's not safe to let anyone in

books,
in the way of eastern martial arts,
there two modelities function.
Fighters can be seen as basically the same
but inside out.
ie,Wo/Man can be Steel wrapped in Cotton Wool,
or
Cotten Wool wrapped in Steel.

your writing at 18yrs of age
just reminded me
of
yin an Yang